Letter 10

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Dear God,


I always regret that day —


That rainy day.



When I shouted my Mom and angrily leave our house.


I thought that she's only a stupid and self-centered person who can't understand my pain.



But being a single mother is more painful than having a tons of school project, than having a fight with a friend, and than having a failed relationship.



But its too late for me to realize —

The fact that I am this person that I hated the most.



The day I leave our house is the day she died because of a heart attack.



Sorry Mom.



For being stupid.



For being self-centered.



For being me.



Elloi

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