Letter sixteen
Dear mother,
I came home to find dad passed out on the couch with a beer clutched in his hand. Anger filled my body and I stormed into the kitchen grabbed every beer I could find and threw it away. I know my father's sad but I won't let him drink. I took the garbage out and waited for him to wake.
-jade
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