Dear Gang Leader,
It's been three week and you wont stop pestering me to change my mind.
I don't know why you want me to join so badly - you know nothing about me.
Daily after school you came.
Outside my house.
Daily.
And for one week we were being watched by Gordon behind the net curtain from the upstairs window.
Hidden, Unseen.
In pure anger.
I should have known by the sickly sweet way he treated me the whole week.
Today he exploded, all because to tried to drag me to the skate park by grabbing my wrist.
I ended up under a broken wooden table just able to breathe, I think I broke my left wrist and achieved a badly bruised neck along with many splinters and a black eye.
Too bad I can't go hospital - I wouldn't have an excuse.
I'm going to have to get Donald to strangle me, break my wrist, smash wood on me and puunch me eye.
Thanks a lot.
Note the dripping sarcasm.
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Dear Gang Leader (COMPLETE)
Teen Fiction(unedited) A girl with a rough life, and a gang leader who wants her on his team - and a whole load of letters telling their story.
