Dear Library Love

Dear You

Dear You,

It hurts. My body aches, I'm tired of the beatings. Why'd they adopt me?

Karen wanted a son.

Jorge wanted a punching bag.

I want to die.

I haven't been eating. I have no one. Karen is oblivious to everything. I only go to the library once in a while now.

The librarian is worried. I asked if she could find books about suicide for me. She was reluctant. I lied telling her that I'm working on a suicide project.

I hate her though.

Let me read what I want.

I hate Jorge.

I hate Karen for wanting a son.

I hate you.

I love you.

I hate myself.

Love,

Porter