dear ethan,
dad is still drinking. he won't stop. i wake up every morning and there's dozens of empty bottles all across the house.
i asked mom about it, and she told me to ignore it. she told me to stay out of it so things wouldn't get any worse.
i woke up this morning and put all the empty bottles in the trash like i usually do every day. but dad woke up early i guess and he saw me.
he hit me.
he said i should've been more like you and stayed out of things.
i don't think he even notices that you're gone.
please, ethan, i need you.
love, grayson
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