|My Letter to You
Author: DoubleSidedTape PM
A letter, a Past, and a story.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance - Chapters: 15 - Words: 3,539 - Reviews: 8 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 09-09-12 - Published: 05-05-12 - id: 3019623
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I'm terrified. From now and onwards, I am not sure enough to even be able to comprehend the nightmarish future that awaits me. I can't imagine whatever else.
I'm to the point of my hesitance where leaving is unthinkable. I shouldn't have started. I shouldn't have came. I shouldn't have spoken. I shouldn't have left.
I'm growing to be different in my aspects and bearings, and I can't help but understand that the fault lies in that child. You know her, don't you?
I'm afraid that my point of hesistance is now where your affairs appear to be but a lying truth. You had spoken of worths but had kept to nothing but deceptions.
I loved you so sweetly and offered my affections softly.
I even wished you gone.
Though you remained never changing, your fairness has gone away. It left to eternity.
But I love you still.
For the moment, I can't think anything of the child.
An even atrocity.
Though I try, I can't both bear her sin and burdern my own.
I can remember, but I see nothing of you that belongs with the child. There are no prospects of resemblance and so I can't help but starve.
Was this what you had wanted, for me to be tortured with this poor seduction?
Oh how she has grown. She eats her meals so starvingly, comparable with much likeness to that of what I've raised.
She acts if she hasn't eaten in days and I can even trace the numerous scars of hunger and wear on her small little limbs and bones.
Her build seems to be quite underdeveloped at her age. This comes to weigh on my mind sometimes, but I mind it not.
She's eating quite healthily, but during my blackouts I almost always come to awake during a horrid period of wrenching and awful odor