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A/N: I finally corrected the Brian thing, guys. Sorry. I was trying to get around to it. DX Now it's done.
Dear Family,
I'm a daughter, and a sister. Or am I really? You treat me like I'm nothing to you. Like I don't deserve you. You all treat me in horrid ways, when I am in fact, the nicest one in our family. I hope you bastards realize that. I have always been treated like this...
Dad: With your shenanigans, and your adventures, have you ever taken a good, long look at me? Did you notice that I am a real person? I bet you didn't. I bet you don't even care about anyone but yourself. That's right, fatass.
Chris: Blonde fatass. You are the exact replica of our- no. Your father. He is not my father. He doesn't deserve to be.
Stewie: You ungrateful, hateful child...
Brian: i owe you an apology, somewhat, for what I am about to do. You were almost my friend, Brian. You took me to my prom, and you made me feel special. (sorry for trying to molest you. ) So, I bid you at least a halfhearted goodbye, you were always the less cruel.
Mom: I was the one you never wanted, right? Stewie and Chris are perfect, but I'm not. I'm a burden, and you should have gotten an abortion.
You made me who I am today, all of you. A loser.
With hate,
Megan Griffin
Meg picked up the sharpened blade, leaving the letter on the kitchen table. She took a deep breathe, and plunged the knife into her heart. There was a burning sensation, blackness nothing, and finally...peace.