Dear Grandma Grandma,

You must miss Grandpa Grandpa lots. I haven't seen you in a while but Louise says you're forgetting who we all are now. I hate it, not ever having known you when you were fully "with it". Everybody else in the family has brothers and sisters but I am all alone and I find it very hard to deal with because ther's often nobody to talk to, and I miss the old you when we used to go out to the shops and do things and play, even if it ws only quietly. You were a good wife and you are a good mother and you are still also a good grandmother. I wish I could come and see you more but it is difficult to get away from home so much. I love you. Pale pink roses remind me of you. So do cats with long hair and people who are tough but caring.

Dear Tom

You're amazingly clever and I know it must be frustrating because your mum has no time for you because of Adam all the time, and I wish you could come and live here or better I could come and live there. I miss you all the time and the last time I saw you, you were so thin and I wanted to cry but I couldn't, not in front of you. I wish it was better, I wish I could make it better. I miss playing in the snow and being in the countryside and playing football and running around like a child. I hope school is okay. I hope you are okay. I love you.

Dear Grandma,

I miss you all the time. I keep doing things and seeing things that remind me of you. Why do I still miss you when I miss other people? How does it work? Were you okay? Are you cross? Are you proud? Are you there? Do you miss me too? Do you see mum? Is it okay to cry?
I am trying to make up with dad. I miss you. I am trying to be better but it's really difficult especially when mum doesn't have the time to sit and talk. Thankyou for teaching me manners and how to be old-fashioned, I like it, I prefer it. Thankyou for being brave. Thankyou for not crying. I hope it didn't hurt you either. I watched you and I was miserable because there's nowhere to escape to. I can't come and see you whenever I like. I miss Christmas and family and everything. It's all gone. I hate it here. I wanted to come and live with you so badly when they came to stay but they came because you were gone. I love lavender. I love leaves and gardens. I love you.

Dear Bampi

You were my favourite grandfather. Sorry I pulled the grass out of that little part of the garden. I love you. I miss you and I am regretful of the things I did not get a chance to ask. I hope you are proud of me, and of Mum. Even though sometimes she's horrible and not mum anymore. I hope it didn't hurt. I hope you weren't late for the funerals. I hope you liked the flowers. I hope you aren't lonely.

Dear D.

I cannot apologise for what i have done because I have done nothing. It is unfair of you to hurt me for simply changing myself or for simply doing something you don't like. This is Great Britain, we don't hit friends here. It is unfortunate that I have become sick of you but these things happen. Please leave me alone.

Dear Father

Please make more time for me which is not filled with the air that I am a disappointment and that I have not achieved great enough things. It is difficult to have to sit here in my room and know that you have not lived here for six years, as it is difficult that I have to sit here and listen to my mother be happy with somebody I don't like much. Please remember me.

Dear Mother,

I am sorry that sometimes I upset you with my sarcastic remarks and not wanting to spend time with you but I cannot stand the other people we live with. It is difficult enough growing up without dad here and with you working all the time let alone leaving me in the house with people I neither know nor trust.

Regards, Victoria
27th September 2010