Dear Dad,
I don't think i can ever forgive you for what you did. You fought with my mom. Physically. In front of me. In front of my brothers. My 9 and 11 year old brothers who were only 8 and 10 at the time. That was last year on February 5th. And i'll never forget that day. Because that was the day mom called the cops. They interviewed me and my mom, as we were the only ones home. You had left with my brothers and the rest of the cubscout den for a trip to the movies. To see The Green Hornet. My Aunt Kelli came as well, and gave me a bottle of pepper spray before she brought me to her house. I spent the night there. My cousin and i ordered Thai food. When we went to pick it up, you called. Because i wasn't home and neither was mom. And you wondered why. So why weren't we? Mom was at the police station and i was at Aunt Kelli's. Soon enough mom came with the boys to Aunt Kelli's and we stayed there. You had a restraining order against you for 10 days. I still remember the day like it was yesterday and not nearly a year and a half ago. On the 15th, the day after valentines day, we met you at Gabriel's for dinner. I hadn't wanted to see you. Not ever again. But you came back in. Like you had never left. But you did, and i will never forget. How could you even do that?
With Hate,
Holly
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With Hate, Holly
Teen FictionHolly's dad needs anger-management, badly. He's bipolar and can flip at any second, but Holly, her mom, and her two younger brothers are unfortunately financially stuck with him till Holly's mom get's enough money for a divorce. Living with someone...
