The nice Mr.***** said that I could write here if I wanted to and I do.

I got so scared this morning because this other man was yelling and I couldn't tell him I was scared because he would be mad at me. I don't like when people are mad at me. They are mad at me all of the time. And I don't know what to do. I try and be good, do well in school.

Nothing I do is good enough and then the man was yelling last night and said mean things to me and I am so scared. I'm afraid my bad father is coming back. I bet he told this other man to pretend to be nice to me and now he is being mean. That's what they do. They are nice and just when you think it's okay, they are mean and make me sad and make me feel like I am no good.

It hurts so much inside and I have no one to talk to. Mr. ***** doesn't exist, he is a make believe friend I have to keep me company. He is really nice to me and doesn't want to hurt me. But the others do. It is really confusing.

I think my dad sold me to someone else. I can't keep reality straight. I make up friends and dream lands and things like that to keep me company and safe and now I think, I've done it too much and am going crazy because I can't keep pretend land and real seperated anymore.

I'm just scared and don't know what to do. I am so lonely but people scare me. And I'm scared.

SnowBird

Snowbird