I never knew that life without you could be this difficult. Instead of being there for us you chose to leave. I don’t know if you’re proud of your decision but it is hurting us. You easily forgot about our existence and left your duties to a woman, how’s that? Hating you has kept me going and each day that passes I keep on hating you more. You’re dead to me but knowing that you’re alive hurts me more. We could have stayed up late watching a game, you could have taught me ways of living, and guided me, but you left. All I want to know from you is why you did it? Perhaps I am asking too much! Living in this world without your teaching seems to be hard for me and my siblings, watching mom struggle by herself hurts me even more…

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