I don’t know what to do anymore. I don’t understand what I did to deserve this. I don’t get why Dad beats me. He scares me Mom. Why don’t you do anything about it! You just stand there like a statue and just watch. Why Mom? WHY!! I love you but I just don’t if you love me. I’m going to this island to avoid jail. It’s supposed to help me figure out “who I am” I guess. If you’re wondering why I did these horrible things, it’s because I want people to fear me. I want to seem tough.
So when I get back I would like an explanation to all of this. Please.
See you in a year mom. Love you. You can’t reach me while I’m there because I have full isolation from any human contact, but you can send me mail at box 36 Drake, Alaska.