Dear God: Chap. 2

I was conceived from the stinky smell, kicks, intimidation's, forced loved, and obsession, of a malignant intruder. I was conceived under a gray bridge; under the powerful and controller presence of the full moon. I was conceived with violence.I wish that I was wanted, needed, loved, and cared. I wish I had toys and I could play with my friends. I wish I could have a family and a playful dog. I wish my brother would come back. I wish I was not afraid of the dark. I wish I could be smarter, prettier and healthier. I wish to have peace and happiness. I wish my mommy would not be mad at me. I wish she would have kissed and hugged me at least once, before I went, before i went, far very far away.