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Dear father,
I’m free.
Kinda.
Still working on it honestly.
But it’s happening. And it’s happening fast.
Itzal helped me stand up to that prick, Jackson.
Oh, yeah.
I forgot to tell you.
I asked for her name.
Wasn’t awkward at all.
Her name is Itzal.
Isn’t it a beautiful name?
Anyways.
So yeah, I did stand up to Jackson.
And now everyone at school respects me.
I haven’t heard anyone calling me names since then.
They don’t even give me the stink eye.
They’re just normal about me.
Like i always wanted them to be.
Well, maybe they’re not exactly normal.
Maybe they’re a little afraid of me.
They think I’ve turned evil and all.
Like you.
Aren’t you proud of me?
I’m finally getting treated the way I deserve.
I’m respected and feared.
Like you are.
Are you finally proud to be my father?
Itzal was right.
You have it great.
You’re free to do whatever you feel like.
And no one’s telling you anything.
I’m one step closer to becoming you, dad.
One step closer to freedom.
Love,
Lloyd