Song: Photograph by Ed sheeran
Dear mum,
Dad's gone for good this time, he left a note apologizing for what he did to me, he said he needed time to get over you so he left me some money and told me the house was mine now since I'm turning eighteen next month. I'm trying my best to stop cutting but its so hard and sometimes I find myself unconsciously digging my nails into my wrist and the worst part is I don't notice until blood starts coming out, disgusting I know. Dylan took all my blades away and made me promise not to buy anymore, of course I stupidly promised him and now I'm suffering, I know its for my own good but I'm going insane, he told me he broke up with his girlfriend, he didn't tell me why and I didn't ask him. I told him I loved him, I don't know why, it just came out, he froze right after I said it, he just stood there staring at me for a couple of seconds before turning around and leading. I told him I loved him and he left. I hate my life.
Your lawyer came by today, he gave me a package and said you left it for me, I haven't opened it though, I don't think I want to know what's inside it yet, what if I find out I'm adopted or something, then I have to worry about another family being disappointed in me, they would have already been disappointed in me for them to put me up for adoption anyways, but then again it might not be adoption papers and even if its not I don't think I'm ready to open the package yet. I hope you understand.Emily.
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