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Dear Anne-Marie! I am so sorry to say that, but I cannot live my life like this. I feel misery every day, I can’t smile, I can’t laugh, and I have a hard time coming out of bed in the morning. I feel alone and lonely, I just want to go somewhere else, where I can’t hear my thoughts. It always tells me that I am the worst, the most terrible, incredible bad mom. After you were shot, I realized how bad a mother I am. I love you my darling, my love, but I’m not able to take care
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