A letter from May 16th, 2022

Dear Future Me, by now I hope I am still friendly and have hope that I will still be an architect. Right now I am in 4th grade and am one of the smartest ones. And I hope the future me is too. My teacher is Mrs. Cragun and she is a good teacher. Right now some boys are crushing on me. What teachers do I have? Sometimes I feel left out. When that happens I try to get attention but sometimes it doesn't work and then I just go with it and go to my room or go to my desk and do something independent and then somebody usually notices me. I LOVE attention. I also LOVE softball. Right now I hope I am still playing softball and is still one of the best ones and filled my dreams by being a pro pitcher. If I am not playing softball I will **** myself. And if I am not kind and still don't have a dream of becoming an architect watch out because the past me is coming. I hope I still have friends like: Kendall, Isabella, Elsie, Olivia, Reagan, Brynley and more. I also hope I have a boyfriend. And I hope mom and dad are still together. It is Monday. On Friday 5/13/2022 ( Last Friday) mom and dad were fighting... dad woke me up and told me to calm mom down. Apparently dad was pushing mom into the wall and door. And then she pushed dad into the closet to lock him in there. And then she said she was going to leave him and she was going to go and live with grandma. Me and my sister were really tired and cried the whole time. It has been 20 years since my mom and dad got married. And sometimes my dad gets mad at Kalyn and hurts him... I then get scared and cry. I just don't want anyone to know that they were fighting. Mom was Bawling. Dad was stressed too. I was so scared that they were gonna go through a divorce. But every time Kalyn does something dad doesn't like dad hurts him and it scares me. Mom and dad decided to stay together but it was a tough decision. They each wanted each other to leave. But I think now that dad listened to us and realized what he has been doing he is a little better. But sometimes he still forgets. When he gets home he is always super grumpy so we run to him and give him a hug to make him smile. Anyway, I hope I am still very kind and everyone still is a friend to me. Grandpa Jerry died a few years back and every day I get reminded of him. And it hurts. I never really really loved him. I thought I might get the disease (Cancer) from him. And now that I did that I regret it so much that I just want to **** myself to go see him. I just want one day or even half just me and him to see him one more time. Alright times up. I have to go. By future me, I will see you in 8th to 9th grade. Always be me and unique! Always be Fantastic!