Dear you,
I hate you, you make me feel like I'm lower than dirt. I don't really hate you. I just dislike you, a lot. You make me feel insignificant. You make me feel as though if I didn't exist it would cure the world of all evil. If I take one more step we will find out. One more step and I will be at peace. Maybe if I take this step you will change your ways, maybe you will pick a new victim. I don't think I could bear the thought of someone taking my spot, I wouldn't wish this hell on anyone. Not even you. Maybe you have a rough life at home, maybe your dad does what my dad does. I won't take that step, instead I'll write you this letter. Hope you will change. You probably won't. You will probably make fun of me for writing this, but I don't care. I'll be dead by the end of the of the year. He's becoming more violent, the beatings last longer, hurt more. This is my letter to you, so you can attempt to understand.
Sincerely,
Your Victim
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