Dear Dad,

Ever since I was a little kid, you always lie to Arthur (my older brother) and I that you're going to give us Christmas presents but you don't. I had to beg mom for things every day so I can get what I need. I haven't spent Father's Day with you ever for 9 years and it really hurts.

You always cared more about your nieces and your girlfriend than us. Whenever you call me, you always say you would pick me up over the weekends so we can go shopping and chill, but what happened? You never came and picked me then. It really hurts that you've never been there for me, mom and Arthur. I know you like to spend times with your girlfriend all the time, but why can't you come and spend time with me? Is it because you're too good for us or that you don't give a crap about us? Mom has always taken care of me ever since you left and Arthur graduated from college last year but you weren't there. Arthur is living by himself and has a job in New Hampshire. He's planning on going to Grad school next year in Massachusetts and get his master's in Business. And as for myself, I go to on of the best universities in the nation called Arizona State University and majoring in African American Studies and I'm planning on going to Grad School after I get my Bachelor degree. Before going to college, mom helped me out with paying for college and filling out the FAFSA. Since you like to lie to us by saying you would help us, you helped your nieces with their college situations instead of mine. In the future, I'm going to be better than you ever were of your life and I hope you regret the things that you haven't done for us. I'm not saying that I hope you die, but you should be ashamed of yourself.

Sincerely,

Your son, Henry Lyon