Letters to a Stranger [discontinued]

Letter 11: Invitation

November 21, 2013

Dear Stranger,

Family reunion.

I nearly hyperventilated when I saw an invitation addressed to me.

I don't want to go. I need to make an excuse. I don't want to see my family. I haven't seen them since the day I moved out. Hell, during my summer, I hardly saw them anymore because I locked my door and sneaked out to to try and let it go. I'm not ready to face them yet.

What's worse is that my brother could be there too.

I wonders does he know? Does he fucking care? Does he realise that he's the fucking reason I almost died?

Ever since I wrote that letter, I've been so angry at myself for letting him break me. But at the same time, I'm terrified. I'm terrified that my anger might make me snap at him if I see him again. And this family reunion might cause our bitter reunion.

I want to scream at him and tell him that it's his fault. The reason there are scars on my arms and my early morning studies until my head hurts. The reason why our parents are always worried and why I always have a frown etched on my face. The reason why I cry at night and wait until my eyes are bloodshot and there are no more tears to be wept. The reason why I write these letters to some damned stranger. He's the reason why I'm miserable and I've come to realise that just now.

It's not fair he's happy. I wish he could see how tired I am.

I just want to rest. I'm so tired of everything. I'm even wondering if I should drop out of college because I'm so tired.

Suddenly my worst nightmare seems like a pretty good dream.

Sleep and never wake up.

yours truly,
stranger

written by: Alice Amsor

a/n: hi guys! I made a book called A Walk with Death and it's in smashwords... you have to buy it to read it though-but it's only $0.99 and it has a connection to this story. But it's very subtle so I won't be surprised if you won't notice it. Check the external link out :)