Dear Jesus Empleo,

I’ve been your daughter for 15 years. As a young child growing up, you and mother taught me right from wrong. You both taught me how to be humble instead of being a gready brat. You actually taught me how to ride a bike. I remember the first time you let go of the handle bars, I crashed into a parked truck. You laughed but you told me to get up and try again. You taught me how to read. I remember you wouldnt let me watch tv if I couldn’t read the first the words in my book. As I reached my teenage years, things started to change. You’ve became more strict with rules. I started to get yelled at more. I would started to get in trouble more. It would suck getting in trouble. I would see my sister in the same situation. I see her taking more risks than me with the man that is in charge of the house. I see her angry, crying, and screaming. As years passed, my sister went off to college. Things got passed on to me. Now, I take more responsibility in my house. I start to clean, cook, and watch out for everyone. You don’t notice the things I do in this house. All you do is watch tv. Do you understand what I do in my life? I work hard. I study my butt off in school. My g.p.a is a 3.8 average. I try to earn scholarships so you don’t have to pay for my college. I play sports. I try earning the best spot on court or on stage. I push myself inside and outside of school to the point where I pass out. All you do is yell at me constantly for no reason. You push yourself away from me. I don’t want you as my father. I honestly hate you. This isn’t the Philippines, its America. You have to learn how everything is updated now. You have to learn how to LET GO of me. I’m growing up to be a woman that will be a successful in life not a slutty prostitute on the streets. I have my goals. I can learn from my mistakes. You don’t have to tell me whats right and whats wrong.

You will never understand even when I cry myself out to you.
-Charlene.