Dear uncle Jake and Bruce,

I don't really remember you guys that much, so this letter is going to be short. I just want you guys to know, what you guys have done to me. It wasn't right for you guys to molest me when I was 3 when I lived above you. I remember my mom had to go somewhere and left my brother's and I with you. I had to use the bathroom and one of you came right in and don't remember which one you were. Just to molest me!? Then the next day when I was in my room and my mom was outside hanging up clothes to dry. The same room my father molested me in! One of you came up to molest me! The only thing that I did after that bull shit, I ran outside and hide behind my mom as she hanged up clothes. That's all I can remember about you guys.

P.S. Now you guys are dead and I don't have to worry about seeing you around.
© Charlotte B.