Author's Note: Just a random little series that I've had in mind for a while. As the title tells you, these are simply letters from Kate (in my mind) from when she was younger and having to cope with being mother to her mother. It's a little different because it is letter form. If you like it, please tell me your opinions, and if not, I would still like to hear what you think. So please, please, PLEASE, review on your way out. I'm sorry the first part is only short, but I assure you the second part (which will be uploaded in a few days) is a little bit longer.
Saturday 27th April, 1991
Dear Stranger,
My name is Katelyn McGregor. I'm twelve years old and living in Australia. I was born in England on April 27th, 1972, exactly twelve years ago today. My parents are divorced and I live with my mother. A few days ago, I discovered just exactly what I am to her: I am not her daughter, but simply her slave. I cook for her, clean up after her and mother her as only mothers should do to daughters. I tell her off when she drinks – which is all day long the entire year – and chastise her when each night, there is another man on her arm.
I am not proud of my mother, or what she has become. I am not even proud of who I am – or have to be. One day I will break from this life and live one in which I am truly happy and free to do as I wish.
For now, kind Stranger, I thank you for reading, and bid you a pleasant day.
Until next time,
Katelyn McGregor