Hello, Father. I never did live up to your expectations… Well, I guess I should thank you for creating me… That is creating this monster that shouldn’t exist! Even if it was just a chemical imbalance, it’s far too late to change anything! This family is already broken. Yet, you are too blinded to realize your actions are doing more harm than good. Enjoy your “freedom”, father.
Hello, Mother. You tell me to ignore the irrationality of father but it doesn’t matter anymore. A madness far worse than depression has already set in. It’s rather funny if you think about it… A one million dollar investment ruined by suicide. You don’t know it yet but you’re better off forgetting I even existed.
Hello, Brother. Sorry for making Mom cry. I’m quite surprised I’m the only one that snapped in this cursed family.
Hello, Not Interested in Life. It seems you already have several men interested in you so I guess I’m not needed. I wonder if I’m the only one of your “suitors” that is around your age. There’s not much I can say that won’t sound “fake” to you, is there? However, I can’t do “fake” since I’m quite numb. There’s no point in lying when you have nothing to lose, after all. Oh well, if I become a ghost, I’ll haunt your online boyfriend until he realizes how special you truly are. Your loyalty is truly astounding in this type of world. I would say having you as a girlfriend is comparable to winning the lottery three times in a row. If you don’t understand what I mean, just ask Hazy Day Sunflower about Powerball.
I hope writing this didn’t sap all of the energy I had for the day. Meh… *probably loses consciousness in front of laptop in next 10 seconds or so*