Mummy

Dear Mak,
Why don't you cut me a break sometime. You're never happy, and i am sick of it. See things in a different way, take another point of view why don't you. Too bad all you can see is how right you are all of the time. You. Right, right, right rightright and we're always wrong. All other kids are better than you're own. We are always selfish. You are always victimised. If i have to hear the same tired thing one more time I really think I will vomit. Cut me a break. Take a break from your tired complaints at the same time! Things aren't as bad as you always, always think.

I know this is completely childish and mean-spirited, but tolerating you makes me miss Bapak so much more.