Dear Dad, I'm writing you on my diary, because you didn't anything.
You know mum is a strange person, and that she can get angry fast. Every particular is important with her.
If I do something wrong she will punish me. And you didn't preserve me. You let her doing what she wants. You're too busy with your work, too scared, too tired to fight. But I'm alone in this war, and I'm the victim, she's the killer.
Dad, your doughter is sad. Don't you see her eyes? They're red, 'cause she has already cry. Her skin is very white, she's like a corpse. And you don't see.
Stop closing your eyes, you have the truth in front of you.
Nobody cares of your doughter.
Even you.
I hate you Dad, I hate you too, 'cause you took my laugher away.
