A letter addressed to a father of a deceased boy, cause of death: Drowning

He screamed, he cried. You looked him dead in the eyes. He was in the water, you were supposed to protect him. That’s a fathers job.

You don’t know me, but I know you. He was 7. You told the cops he was with his mother. It was on purpose.

You killed your son. How do you feel? Accomplished? Are you having trouble sleeping at night? You won’t have trouble sleeping after tonight, I guarantee it.

He looked up to you and the moment he trusted you, you took it all away. Why are you like this? Why did you do? We’re you tired of him, having to deal with his poor, little boy self?

You don’t have to deal with anything anymore, I’ll be seeing you soon.

~ Anonymous