Dear mouse,
I'm here sitting in my closet writing to you because, I feel the riff of my facade running thin. What do I do when my mother calls me the worst mistake? When she's not happy with her husband why does she take it out on me. I'm not the one who mad the mistake of having me with him to early. I didn't get married to him.
I was he unborn child in the pictures. I had no say in what happened nor did I know all of the things he was doing. I was the unborn baby under the gown.
-A
P.S. Why does she take it out on me? I'm not the one who begged for my life.
