“It’s not like I’m going to be in the Olympics…”
Dear Mom + Dad,
It’s not fair what you are doing to me. I feel like I am in a jail. You’re making me stay here to the point of making me even more homesick. I don’t want to work really, really, really, really, really hard at swimming. I am already in swimmers. It’s not like I’m going to be in the Olympics. I hate swimming here. I am older than everyone in this cabin by 1 year. You just don’t understand. You don’t know how I feel! I wake up every morning thinking I am at home. Do you know how disapointing that is? It’s awful. I CAN’T HANG IN THERE DAD!!!! I would feel ALOT better if I had Lisa or Sara with me. Believe me. I HATE YOU FOR MAKING ME STAY HERE.
Even looking at anything I own makes me homesick. If you cared about me you would let me go home.
Love your lonely unloved daughter,
Jessica Boyer Klein
p.s If you won’t pick me up I will either run away or walk home. So it’s either now or never.
Dear Mom, And Dad,
Please, please please let me come home. I am so homesick. Call camp and tell that that you are going to pick me up.
I love you very very much and I miss you very very much.
Love your miserable homesick daughter,