Dear daddy,

I know that you may never read my blog-letter to you, but I want to tell you how much I miss you. While you are in Louisiana with Grandma and my half-sisters, I am in Charlotte thinking about you. Why won’t you call me or your son or daughter. Mom would like to talk to you too. Did you know that I am lonely and have been fighting depression since I moved to North Carolina. I tried to be happy and pray, but I am losing my faith and hope that I may never leave North Carolina.

I’m still keeping hold to my sanity and hope to keep on living. It’s borning without you here. I miss you so much, Father. Father, please write or call us as soon as you can. I got my first B in pre-algbra. There wasn’t a celeabration or anything; but a classmate did give me a Spirder-man and a Wonder Woman comic book. I was so happy. Mother promised me to replace a lot of items that I have lost or that were stolen from me. I now know that I’m the only one that can replace my stuff. As for J and the baby, I hate them a little bit. But I sometimes care for the baby (just not her).

Daddy, please see about me. I love you. And tell your sister and mom that I love them and still think about them too. The same with your daughters.