*Disclaimer! I do not own Hatchet!*
Brian's POV:
I think its time that I let my mom know how I feel about the secret, and what she has done to hurt me and my father. I just can't seem to do it in person. So, I'm writing a letter instead.
Dear Mom,
I know you may not know this, but I know your secret. The Secret you've kept from Dad. That horrible, rotten secret. It has hurt me so much, you know. Left me with nightmares, and shame of my parents divorce. It was one of the worst things to ever do to your child, especially when I saw you with him; the other man. That man from the mall. Your deep stare with him was as strong as teenagers in love for the first time.
Though I don't forgive you, I just wanted you to know that I still love you no matter what you have done. The clock is ticking and I'm tired of being angry with you. But what you did was wrong, and forgiving you is something I don't see myself doing anytime soon. It may never even happen. What you really to do is apologize. Not to me, but to dad. Please?
Love,
Brian
NOTE: If you happen to be in Mrs. Swanda's 7th grade English class, and I have this same assignment. I, Brice Loveland, and Claiming it right now as mine. So don't copy it.
