Letter Two

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Dear willow,

Mother yelled at me today. She spent hours screaming, saying that it was my fault. Even my own family hates me. I need you here, so you can tell them. So you can say that it wasn't my fault. It was an accident. Why doesn't anybody understand that? It's been about 3 hours since mothers outburst, and she hasn't said a word to me since. The only thing I get from her now are glares.

I tried to go back to the hospital today. They wouldn't let me inside. I screamed at them and threw something at the glass doors. I'm not even sure what it was. I grabbed it off a cart somebody was rolling inside. It cracked the door but it didn't completely break off. Right now I'm banned from there, but we all know that won't last long.

Love always,
Allie

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