“I’ve been looking forward to coming here for many weeks. I really miss him.
We caught up on a lot of family stuff. I told him about my mother, my cousins and my step-dad. I did a lot of talking.
I haven’t seen him in a while. He looks good. He used to be fat when he was younger. But he’s lost a lot of weight in here. We all used to love to eat. He used to make some really spicy wings. They were so good.
It’s not easy being home without your daddy. I like being here with him, but I’d rather him be at home. But he won’t be home for a while. At least another four-and-a-half years. We’re going to try and stay closer connected. I’ll visit more and he’ll try calling me.
He’s been gone for so long. It’s not fair. He’s got kids and family.”
“There’s so much going on with family and stuff, and with boys whispering in your ear. I just stopped focusing on school.
I’m much better at writing than math. I used to keep a dairy and write about my feelings. But I threw it out because I didn’t want my mom to see it. She’s nosy. There’s bad stuff in there.
My dad was the only one who could control me. But he doesn’t know much about me now. It’s sad and depressing. I find myself stressing out about it. It’s got a lot to do with the way I was raised.
My mom made up her mind not to see my dad again. He was far away, and it was too much in gas to see him. She told me she never liked my dad even when she got pregnant with me. That made me feel bad. I’m daddy’s girl. I worship the ground he walks on. My mom doesn’t have a school education. She dropped out when she was in the 11th grade. She values education, though. But I taught her how to read. As for my father, I don’t know much about him. I don’t know if he ever finished school.
I was once an A-B student with perfect attendance. I had all kinds of certificates. What happened to those days? I’m an intelligent person. But I don’t put an effort onto studying.”