Dear bob,
I don't know how to even start this letter, you left a couple months ago for the 7th time, you have been getting into trouble since I was four and you were twelve. and every time you get out I keep letting that little seed of hope grow and it keeps telling me this times different and hes going to do good now but it never happens and you always go back. I'm now 16 and you are 23, you have missed some of the most important things to happen in my life, you missed my first high school dance, my first boyfriend and over 7 years of birthdays, Christmases and Easters. and every time I write you I feel bad for not telling you how things really are but I know your going through a lot right now and you don't need to hear about the bad things and so I continue sending happy and cheerful letters. I miss you bob I miss seeing you everyday and when I had a bad day you were always there to encourage me and tell me that I'm strong and I will make it through. but that was a while ago and they are only memories of a man I used to know, now all i know is a thief, a drug addict and a alcoholic. your no longer the boy who taught me to swim, ride a bike and taught me how to play basketball and those are the things I miss most bob, I miss US I don't know why you did what you did but I'm trying my best to accept it but its so hard to tell people what you really are its not like I can go to school and make the right friends by telling them my brothers in prison. I'm just telling you this because I cant hold my feelings back anymore.
