Silent Words

Letter #4

Dear Santa,

For christmas this year I only want a few things, and they may not be things that you can give me. They are things that I am sure nobody can give me.

The first thing I want is a brother who doesn't hate me. I want a brother who doesn't call me name or hit me. I want a brother who doesn't kick me while I'm down or rub salt and lemon juice in my wounds. I want a brother who will stick around and protect me. I want a brother who will be there when I need him to be, and not to dismiss me every single time I open my mouth to speak.

The second thing I want is a mother who understands. I know she tries her hardest, but she truely doesn't. She doesn't believe me, she doesn't support my dreams and decisions, she doesn't understand anything that I try to explain to her. And I want that to change. I want a mother who really knows when something is bothering me, and just how to make me feel better.

The third thing on my list is a father who is actually a father. I mean, yeah I have two (my step-dad and my natural one), but neither one of them has really been a father to me. My natural father only tried to buy my love, and my step-father only tries to be my friend. I want a father who isn't a child all the time. I want a father who understands that I am a girl and that I need to cry sometimes, and that ridiculing me for crying is wrong. I want a father who understands just how much his words mean to me and that all of the teasing remarks and the jokes really do hurt me, even if I laugh right on along with him.

Lastly, I want all my friends to be happy. I know that it's kinda hard in the world we live in today, but I really just want them to be happy. Because when they're happy, I can be happy. I want the people to stop putting them down, I want their other friends (people I hoped would stick with them and keep them from being bullied when I moved away) to realize the damage that they are doing, and I want the bulliez to go away and breth in a different atmosphere. I want them to be safe, to feel safe, to feel free andworthy of that freedom.

I'm sorry if that's too much to ask of you, Santa, but that's all I really want. Thank you for taking the time to read this.

Love,

Haylee Harris