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by dani Mar 16, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Dear mama, Every night for the past few months I have cried myself to sleep I would cry ever so quietly so you wouldnt hear me weep It started out as words; I didnt think much to it at all. A slap round the ear a few times as they passed me in the hall. At first it was a laugh, I was sure they were just messing around Until one day after school they threw me to the ground. Do you remember that day? I told you I had slipped and cut my head. But I didnt mama they kicked me until I bled. They said if I told, they would hurt me even more They put a knife against my throat and they held me to the floor. I was so scared mama; they threatened to hurt you too I didnt believe what they were saying but what could I do? Im sorry mama but I can no longer live this way I have to end the pain I have to make them go away I love you mama I just wanted you to know Im sorry for the pain you are feeling, but i really had to go. i dont want you to cry whenever you visit my grave, i want you to be strong for me mama, i love you dave