Dear Proudy,
Today, it was a bad day but it’s okay. I still can’t bear it and I can’t say it too.
I hate this morning because of my sister. I can’t tell you now, not tomorrow, not after one month, and not even after the end of the universe. I am sad about it. I really hate my father and sister because of reasons I can’t tell. I can’t tell you because I am angry and I’m sad. God, can you tell me whether I can say it or not? I would let God decide! You can give me advise too whether I have to say or not. I think not, I think yes. What a rhyme but that’s how I’m feeling right now. How can I live like this? Will I die or not? I’m serious about this. Please tell me!!!!! I really can’t stand it.
Good Bye and see you on Monday.
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