Dear, Marco Antonio Aguilar
It was when I was the age of 5 that you left me and my mom. I always wondered if it was me or it was my mom who gave you a reason to abandon us. why did you do it? why couldn’t you just say goodbye to us ? so many question you left behind with me and growing up it hurt you ass hole why just why did you leave me I needed you there when I was emotionally hurt and needed you there when was getting my ass kicked by some punk ass kids. That day you left me remember I was outside in California playing on my scooter you and my mom were arguing something had made her mad you both stormed off you petted my head like you always would when I did good. the only thing is that I didn’t know that was the only thing you would leave me with just a fucken pet on the head like I was dog, you never even looked back the only time I saw your face was when you drove off the parking lot. after that I constatly was telling my self you would come back to us and just be happy but it never happened. I stayed up late at night crying about you thinking you would come back that you would say ” hey I just had to cool off” but no you Never did come back. I grew up with out a father figure cause of you like don’t you feel guilty. I did everything my damn self with the help of my mom, I learned how to shave, mechanic, play soccer, piano, shooting guns even taking them all apart blind folded I know so anything now. i just would thing you would be proud of me that’s all I wanted from you I wanted to feel a damn hug from you it sucked not seeing you at my graduation as I walked to get my diploma, all I saw was my mother alone. we snuggled so much cause of you so many times we didn’t even have money for rent or even to eat growing up I hated my life I didn’t like seeing my mom that way and everyday I would blame you. So many times I’ve thought of what I would tell you if I actually saw you its been 15 years since I last saw your face. I don’t really know if ever do wanna see you I just wish you were there for me and I hope you know I’m going far in life with out being in my life I can’t say I hate you or love you all I can say is I don’t ever think I can say you were a dad to me take care.
Sincerely, Jesus Auilar
Dear, Marco Antonio Aguilar
Hey dad I haven’t talked to you in a while I’m writing you this letter with hope you’ll write me back silly right how I think you’ll get back at me with a letter like if we were in the old days. well how have you been ? what do you do for work ? I hope you’ve been good I myself have been really good I can’t really complain. I finished all my school dad cool huh ? you should have been there it was really cool like the whole graduation thing I was really nervous if ima be honest I thought I would fall or what not. I also was late to my practice which wasn’t that bad but you know how I am with waking up early I hate it. I don’t know how you would do it when I was kid that I do not get from you haha. well I really bother you soo much so ima make this short okay my mom always has been really good I hope oneway to see you it sucks things had to be this way but stay safe okay I love you dad…
sincerely Jesus