Chapter Twelve: NAYA “He abandons me.”

N A Y A

Have you ever felt like nobody ever wants you? Everyone is leaving and forgetting that you ever exist? It feels like a leaf falling into the unknown when I got home finding my father’s letter on the kitchen table saying;

“Dearest Naya,

 This is going to be the first letter I will ever write to you. I remember you were growing up. You used to run around the house, picking up crayons and smudge them onto any wall your eyes would meet. You love putting colors to things and I figured you would want to be an artist someday. But as you grow up, you were no longer that child. I wish I didn’t have to write these things, but I figured out that all this time all I ever did was take away the color of your life when things got complicated between me and your mom. I blamed myself because if only I graduated from college, our life would have been different. Your mother wouldn’t have to work at