Hello! My name is Ali and I love to read and write!
I looked at my daughter laying on her bedroom floor. She had tears in her eyes large wounds running across her arms. She cut?. How had I never noticed before. I'm so stupid. Such a terrible father.
She's my best friend. She's my everything. We do everything together and tell each other everything. We get into trouble a lot and are total idiots in public. I know how I feel about her. I love her.
She breathed heavily as she gripped the object in her hands. "I'm sorry dad, I know you love me, but...I don't love myself." she scribbled on the paper. "I can be with mom now. I can be happy.