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Dear Father,
You are a bad parent, and I'm ashamed to be your kid, you damn drunk. It sickens me to see you get pushed around by your girlfriend; she only wants your money, though she doesn't know how deep in debt you are from taking her to Tahiti, Canada, and Hawaii. I can't believe you could choose her over your own children. I know I'm not perfect, but I'm your daughter. How can you love her more than my sister and I?
-Sophie

I don't rant except in cases where somebody refuses to accept a fact.

Dear Logic:

WHY?

-aaron

Dear Ken Livingstone,

Why did you do away with the Routemaster. To me, it was the only normal Bus that graced the streets of London, though all of London's history. The Routemaster is a very special Bus to me. The Routemaster was the number one reason, that I've become obsessed with London, all those years ago, when I was twelve. That was 20 years ago. I've lost a close friend that I've known for twenty years! How could you do this to me? London has had that same friend for 50 years. How could you do that to your fellow Cockneys, and to the rest of your fellow Londoners. I have a very hard time, believeing that you were born, within the sounds of The Bow Bells, after what you've done to the Routemasters and the people who've used them, every day, and after what you've done to a "Canadian Born Cockney" such as me! I was born in Canada, but I have the Heart, the Mind, the Soul and the Accent of a Cockney. Do you realise how lonely I've felt, over the past twelve months, and over the past 365 days? It really hurts inside, when the Canadians around me, don't know one tenth of the things, that I know about both, London and Routemasters! Welcome to the ugly post-modern world that you've created. You're going to be very lonely.

Hurt and Alone, in Canada

Dear ____,

I'm really, really tired of being treated like a piece of furniture by you.

signed,
an animated being with a soul and mind!

Dear: World

WTF?

Dear: God

Give us all a lot of wisdom, because we could really use some right now.

Dear "Mom",

Get.A.f*****g.LIFE.

JESUS f*****g CHRIST,WOMAN!


Yours untruly,
Me

Dad-
Stop drinking.
-Sophie

Dear French Teacher,

Do you have any idea of the mental pain Ive been through as a result of what you did??? You are a f*****g sick freak and i hope you die a painful death. You started to hurt me when i was at my most vulnerable. My mother had only been buried a week when you first asked if i wanted "extra lessons" and someone to talk to me. You even gave me chocolate, me thinking you were just being nice. And then you started to touch me in personal places. Why did you do that you bastard??? I was still a child. You knew i wouldnt understand. You knew id be confused. You knew I had trusted you. I thought you wouldnt hurt me. I felt nervous, scared but i believed it was a normal adult behaviour i hadnt seen before.

You hurt me for 2 years you sicko. And then you suddenly stopped, just when the Headmaster was arrested. Thats when i realised what you did. Can you even comphrehend how that felt???? I realised I'd been sexually abused by a sick bastard. And that sick bastard was YOU. You destroyed me. And to make me feel worse I'd even taken chocolate off you. That made me think it was my fault, when it was all you. Do you even understand shame, guilt?? You planned this and you deliberately manipulated me. I wanted to f*****g die!! I was 13 and wanted to die! Do you understand what damage and pain you caused???

I want to make you suffer you sick bastard. I will tape your mouth shut then pull all your toe and finger nails out with pliers one by one, slowly so it hurts as much as possible. And do you want to know why the tape?? So you cant scream. So you cant release the pain. Ive hid this pain now for 13 years and i cant even scream out loud in pain.

Maybe then you will understand 1% of the suffering.

From
Warren

God,
Please let me die. I can't take it much longer.
- Sophie

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God;

Please let Sophie know she isnt alone and let her find the path!

- Noel

dear sophie,

I have felt exactly as you do now. I promise it will get better if you can hang in there... it might not get better right away, but it will get better!

signed,
me

Dear Fate,
Why can't you be a little more easy on Star and others who go through such troubles? It's pain enough sometimes as it is without you coming in and making things worse. Sure, you're probably the reason why me and Star met each other in the first place, but can you ease off a little, just this once?

Regards, Tim .V