Hello Dee or I should call you Wangero? Whatever.
I am writing this letter because I would like to know how you are doing. It has been a long time without knowing about you. Since mom passed away the last thing that I know about you is your address.
Well, there is a lot to tell you. I am married and I have started a program to learn to be a better reader and writer
At the beginning I was scared of people like mom said, but people are not bad… well some people. I feel like if mom was the one who made me or saw me like the scariest person in the world, and I understand her.
Sometimes the world could be rude and cruel for someone like me. However I do not feel resentment because my mom gave you great opportunities which I wish I could had. It feels strange and sad that mom tells us that she loves equal to both but she always treat both differently.
I remember when you came back I was excited because maybe you could help mom to understand that I could attend school, that people would not treat me differently just because my scars or convince her that I have to be brave in the eyes of society.
Sometimes I like to think that she loved me a lot and was trying to protect me but is healthier for me to think that she loves us according to what she thought was better.
However I would like to visit you one day and maybe have a cup of tea and talk about our lives. I almost forgot to tell you that I have always admired you.
MaggieELLIS Preparatory Academy