Dear someone I came to your house because my parents were away you where on my case ever since I got to your house you treated me like shit you told me off because I didn’t want to finish my lunch and then you put soup up to me lips because you still think I’m a child every time I’m with you you’re always picking on me like I’m a scab why can’t you just accept me?! Why can’t you understand me why can’t you treat me like everyone else in our family why can’t you accept that I’ve got William syndrome why can’t you treat me like the 19 year old that I am why do you always have to pick on me and treat me like a child I’m so heart broken that you bully me if I accept you for being you then why can’t you accept me for being me? I’m trying to be a good grandchild but I’m fed up with you now and until you treat me like the rest of the family I’m never going to talk to you or come and see you until you get me for me

Your sincerely rose.