Where Are You Going To Be Unfriendly

It's like no matter what I do I cant even get a job anymore. She spreads lies and rumors and blackens my name. No one in the town even believes me anymore they won't even hire me. It's been months since I have had a job. How can such a sickly old women be so horrible! I do my best to get her out of the picture but it seems no matter what she's still around. I even framed her and even then Pohn still is there for her. WHAT ABOUT ME! No one ever understands. Horrible people get what they want and still just a perfect person as me is left alone. Uncle Parris is a pain. He's always blaming me, saying that i'm hiding something. It's not my fault his precious Betty is bewitched, but yet it's my job to look after her? WHY am i looking after her when even my friends don't look out for me? Everyday I need to remind them to keep quiet about the things we did in the forest and still they seem to talk about it. They are suppose to be my friends and stand by my side but I cant ever get them to SHUTUP. Betty doesn't even keep quiet even though I have to tend to her every second. NO one pays enough attention to me. I am all everyone seems to talk about just not to me. They don't listen or even bother to speak to

I would like you to know that I could’ve changed how I acted back home if you gave me the chance, if you let me show you. But, it is too late now what’s done is done, no going back. Also I am not immature like you think I am I just don’t like going to school, I think it is a waste of time when I could practice poker and make a living off of it. I’m not sure if this letter will ever reach you but if it does I wish you good luck living on your own now that i’m not around to help.

Every time she comes back, my dad tries to talk some sense into her, but my sensitive mother always claims that Dad is a “balloon popper” and doesn’t care about her dreams. When she comes back she always has little sleep and for the few clients she does have, she has tons of work to make up. She’s very cranky when she’s back and stays cranky for days because it takes her that long to make up sleep because she has to work into the late hours of the night to catch up on her actual work. If she stays home for over a week, there might be one time she offers to make dinner, but she always gets distracted and burns something or doesn’t cook something long

I am scared I want to go home I miss everyone at home I don’t want to be here anymore. When I get home I promise I will not take advantage of you anymore I will cherish every moment I get with you guys I am so sorry that I ever made you mad I promise it won’t happen anymore. Will you ever get this letter?

I am so sorry that you have to go through all this. As I was reading your letter I saw that you did not want to show any of your “pain” and or shout to Margot, Van Daan, Dussel and dad, I do not think that is the best of your ideas I feel that they should know how you feel. And tell them everything that they caused for you. Even if they do scream all the more. You shouldn't just go by how they feel about you when your quiet or when you talk. Honestly, I think they are just jealous of you. But there's something I have never told anyone but since I feel all of your pain.I haven't told anyone Ever. I feel that I can finally tell you what happened when I “disappeared” last year. Well, I never disappeared I was on a trip to California, well I had just gotten a job at a

I am sorry that I am leaving you and your siblings on such short notice. It is terrible that I have to leave you guys right after your mother passed away. Only if I was not blinded from the truth, none of this mess would ever happened. Teiresias told me that it would be painful for me to know the truth when he said, “how dreadful knowledge of the truth can be when there’s no help in truth!” (214) I regret finding out the truth because it caused our family to fall apart. Teiresias was a blind man and yet he can see more than I could.

I’m already packing and this time for good. This family I have is abusive and I’m not going to put up with it anymore. They hit me again because I stood in front of the TV. I have bruises all over from them. I’m suppose to be homeschooled, but I don’t learn anything, because there not there to teach me. So I’ve had it with this family too.

Regardless, I love you and grandpa. I appreciate the help you have given me and the time I have spent with you both. I am not angry with you for not raising me yourselves. I understand that you were already older and from your perspective thought you were doing what was best. Without you and grandpa, I am not sure I would have made it through college. For the average guy, I have a great job! Thank you for your

My grandparents came with me, and since I did not trust my parents, I was always glued to them. At times, when my parents wanted to talk to me, I would be stubborn, and when I did talk, I talked to them directly with bad manners. My parents wanted to take me to places and do activities together, but I would always stay home with my grandparents unless they went with me. This continued on for several weeks, until my grandparents had to go back to China. When they left, I felt abandoned and frustrated. They had spent the past five years raising me, and now they were leaving me behind with people I barely

Nana went to jail for child abuse for about three months before she was released to BHC in Idaho Falls, because the doctor deemed her mentally unstable. Within six months of the occasion, she was back at home. Health and welfare put me with a foster parent named Gina Mercer, who lives in Milo, Idaho. We had a very good relationship right up until Christmas in 2010. We had been sledding at Community Park in Idaho Falls, and it was time to go. She told me that I couldn’t go down the hill again so anger welled up inside me. At the back of the Durango, with my sled in the back, and Gina in front of me trying to calm me down, I kicked her in the shin. This lady came over and she was on her phone with the police. Then when the police showed up, they put me in handcuffs, in the back of the cruiser. Gina was then spoken to by the officer. All that was heard from me was crying and then “don’t take me to detention.” The police officer calmed me down and said that he wasn’t going to take me to jail; he said there was this place called the Gustafson House. I went, because there was no other choice besides

In addition, one thing to remember, if you ever dare cross me again, I will track you down like a hound. As a friend and if not anymore as a dear workmate, I advise you not to make me your nemesis. After all I know about your parents and their slip up with the law. I know where they are and what they’re doing right this very moment. I bet you’d like to see them wouldn’t you? And if not, know if they have the slightest interest in seeing you? No matter how brutal parents split up a household, all the child wants is their absolute

She's been in the hospital multiple times; from surgeries to disease scares, to her been sick. I always forget about her health. Putting myself in her life made me feel like a terrible, inconsiderate child. Being an immigrant at age 14, and not being able to understand a Piece of English was very Challenging for her. AS She grew UP she began understanding American life. flash forward to multiple years later, She now has a husband And 7 Children to tend to, 2 of which have moved Out of the nest. when she comes home, there is always a mess. As I massage her, I notice that she's gotten skinnier. My mom's hands are wrinkled and Petit. She Always Starts falling Asleep in the middle of the massage. I imagine myself having to work long hours While Putting my children's health before mine. It's very hard to do. You get tired but they are your Prized too sessions. I'd always be giving, Pro­viding everyone with what they need or want. Uov wouldn't get much in return besides love, which Who isn't fine with that? For a few years when I WAS young, I Would 90 to my mom'S Work area After school and On the Weekends. I helped Around a little bit, but the majority of my time was spent in the back room Playing on an

This is the type of stuff that she only does to mom and I. This is also how I know that she will not be helping me to get a car someday and I also cannot depend on her when I really need her help. I told her that guys are harassing me when I walk to the daycare and when I get off the bus, but she told me to walk and take the bus to the courthouse anyways. she continues to try to control mom and I through her her money and material items. She did not care about me getting hurt in the car, she only cared about the car getting damaged. That car will not be there for her when she needs help

Some days she likes or wants one thing and other days she likes another but that is normal right? Well at least I believe so. There is times when she just keeps everything to herself and it just accumulates on her I always want her to confide me but she will not. I feel that if I am there for her she will feel better but somehow she does no feel that way. When she get aggravated she just pushes me away and tells me mean things and then she sits there and wonders why I do not confide in her. For years my mother knew about my stepfather’s addiction to drugs but she never said anything. I knew my stepfather did drugs but I thought she was okay I thought she just accepted it and I always wondered why she was okay with it. I would hear them argue and he would cuss and at her and then cuss at us he would threatened that he was going to beat her up even kill her and I would get so scared I would cry. Other days I would just get so mad at her for allowing him to treat her that way that in my head I would be well if he kills her then it is

Mom, it has taken me 6 years to confront and walk away from the toxic, destructive, narcissistic, and manipulative monster you are. I realize that you will convince all your peers that I was the bad guy because of this, I get that. I was pushed past my limits for years, and I 'm finally fighting back in an explosion, but I get I 'm the mean, bad guy... right? I will no longer be answering your attacking texts, or listening to your guilt-ridden lies, or your sickening, one-sided, sob stories about my past. I 'm done taking your crap. Your job as a parent was to protect me from the monsters of life, to help me grow and prosper. Little did you seem to notice, you were one of those monsters. One of the monsters that has been tearing me limb