Dear Mum,
If you actually did understand me or my feelings I wouldn’t have had to tell you my depressing thoughts in this letter.
The words, shocked and appalled, are dispersing all over my brain at the moment as I just can’t comprehend the reasons for you not attending the annual Drama night.
I try my absolute hardest to achieve greatness. I still can’t believe you haven’t even bothered to look at one of my superb test/assignment results over the years, which says ‘Excellent’ or ‘A’ on the front. My effort is one of my best qualities and I always put in 110% all the time. For instance, when we were in Art class, everyone was mucking around taking terrible photos but mine (as the teacher said)