Dear Mom,

hate

dear mom,

i hate aaron.

i hate him,

for ditching me,

and leaving me in tears.

i hate emma.

i hate her,

for stealing aaron,

and my life.

i hate her beauty.

i hate her perfection.

i hate how skinny she is.

i hate how everyone loves her.

i hate cedric.

i hate him for,

getting involved,

with somebody like me.

i hate him,

for befriending me,

and not leaving me alone.

i hate you,

mommy.

i hate you for dying,

and listening to me.

i hate you for,

going out and buying my favorite lollipop.

i hate you for not being here,

and telling me that it's alright.

i hate you for being dead.

i hate you,

daddy.

i hate you for leaving me.

i hate you for dying.

i hate you for not eating.

i hate you for,

hurting yourself.

i hate you,

for not hugging me,

or singing to me,

or telling me stories.

i hate you for being dead.

i hate everybody.

i hate everybody,

for leaving me,

and ignoring me.

i hate myself,

for losing mommy and daddy,

for not trying hard enough,

for thinking that aaron loved me,

for thinking that nothing would go wrong.

i hate my flaws.

i hate how i'm not pretty.

i hate everything.

love,

ann

furiously scribbled all over room