Dear Mommy

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Dear Mommy, 

    Papa went to rehab. They said it would help him get better. His drinking got worse and he started punching walls. Aunt Brenna got the house fixed but I could never forget the look on his face when someone brought you up. He isn't my papa I know and love. This man is a monster. 

I want him to get better mommy but now I am all alone. I have no one here at the house with me. I am only 16 and I am living on my own. I never had a mother to show me how to cook. Or a mother to show me how to keep the house clean for papa when he comes home from rehab. 

High School is getting hard. I am constantly stressed. Now I am balancing work and school. I have to have a job to get food for myself and to pay the bills. All of my friends are out having fun on the weekends but I am stuck at the small diner in town cleaning tables and passing out food. It's not fun mommy. 

   I don't have a car so I have to ride my bike to work everyday. It gets cold, and sometimes scary towards the night. Men catcall me. These older men with gray hair and eyes that show nothing but lust towards me. Mommy I don't want that attention. 

    Mommy I don't know what to do anymore. I am scared and lonely. I don't know what to do. Please come home to me mommy, please.