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In memory of 1-17-13, my message to that sob.

Short story By: Joseph88
Young adult

This is just a letter to my dad.

Submitted:Mar 30, 2013    Reads: 28    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Back Ground info, the letter is to my dad, and sport, thats my dog <(O_O<).
To the Douche bag who wont ever leave and make life worth Living.
Im tired of you trying to bombard back into my Life. Im tired of hearing your voice when you come into the house at night because Michael lets you in. Im tired of you trying to talk to me, waving at me when you let Sport in, me flicking you off is just the simple way of me telling you to Fuck Off while im minding my own business. Im really tired of u just trying to Frequently and Consistantly get back into my damn Life.
The last time you and i were 2 feet away from eachother, the neighboors surrounded our gate, you were one phone call away from being thrown into jail for Child abuse, and I gasping for air while your were crushing me in your door.
Now I'll talk a little more along the Lines of Children.
Not only what happend on the 17th of january, but what I took screenshots of a few days later when I got into your laptop, Google Chrome history. There i found alot of NFL Garbage, Hot mail emails, but mainly lesbian teenage porn. Funny, you never helped mom pay bills, because you never magic shows to help support. Mom always complained that you never had put anything in the bank. So either you just have alot of pocket money or your sitting at home all day pleasuring yourself to teenage girls. The only reason why I bring this up isnt because I have the evidence to prove it, but because i wanted you to lose your business License, but who cares LOL!!! Ive heard recently a starving squirrel broke into one of your cages and killed nearly 10 of your birds. I never smiled so Powerful.
Well if you ever want to contact me leave a message after the beep, I wont listen to them, I'll giggle at the amount of missed calls i have, knowing you feel that emotionally weak feeling of being rejected over and over. I know your'e mentally unstable, so you should break down into tears like the real man that you are.
Well see you later, Just Kidding I wont, if ud understand what this letter is trying to tell you. Have a Horrible Day!!!


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