Dear Dad,
I don't understand. You go to church and you make everyone laugh. You joke around and entertain everyone. But then when it's just us you're a completely different person. You're always screaming and yelling. When my siblings start to cry (I can't lie I cry too) you always say you don't care. But then expect us to tell you was wrong with us when we're in a bad mood. I don't talk because that's just my personality. It can't be blamed on anyone. But you always accuse us of telling our mother everything. What does my mother have anything to do with this? I can't lie you have changed a lot since I was a kid. But you've got a long way to go if you want us to trust and want to be around you. My siblings cry because they're sad you're yelling at them. I cry because I'm angry. I'm angry because I can't stop it. Stop you hitting my brother. Stop you yelling for no reason. Stop the tears from my brother and my sister. I think I finally figured out my older brother won't even look at you now. I understand why he always has something negative to say about you. I wish I could tell you all this. I wish you would just listen to me. I wish you would think before you spoke and before you did things. I wish you would realize that you're pushing everyone away. Anyway I guess that's it.
Love,
Tyara
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