Lullaby

Dear Michael,

I'm writing this letter because I have so much to say and I have to explain why I had to do this.

First, I want you to know that I love you with all my heart and soul forever, and that you were the best thing that has ever happened to me. You made me feel really happy and I didn't deserve it. You gave me love, made me feel like a princess, but, I didn't deserve it.

I don't deserve you, you're so kind and you have a really good potential for everything you do. But, don't forget that I love you so much

Now, I have to tell you that, when you go to work, I used to give food for our baby, cook for us, clean the house, read some book, but, someone, someone from nowhere started to talk to me, first I thought that it was a neighbor, but, there wasn't anyone outside the house nor in the other side of the window, I thought that I was dreaming, but I noticed that it was real, someone was talking to me.

At first, I thought that it was a good thing, this person understands my feelings, my life, the choices I made and everything, like this person have been my friend forever.

When I needed an advice, I used to ask this person, and always had something to say. To make me feel comfortable. I wasn't worried about it. But, some weeks later, this person started to have some strange advices, like, the day I fought with my sister Anna, this person told me do to something horrible to her. This person told me to pay someone to make her learn a lesson, but, I couldn't do something like that. But, this person was forcing me to do it so bad. And then, one day, when she came here to apologize, something, made me act like it wasn't me, and then I took a knife and made me try to kill my sister. But, our baby's cry made me wake up and stop, then I told her to leave quickly. She wasn't understanding anything, and me neither.  Then, I stopped to listen to this person. But, this person noticed that I was ignoring him and then started to control my mind. When you went to another business trip, it controlled my whole mind. Made me cut my hair, burn our pictures, but I don't like to remember, but I have to say, it made me kill a mail carrier. Made me open the door for him and then kill him for no reason, made me cut him and then put him on our bathtub. It was terrible. And finally, when our baby was crying because he was hungry, this person got nervous and made me try to kill our baby.

It was terrible, but, this time, this person couldn't control me anymore, he couldn't made me kill our baby. And then, I noticed that it was inside of my head, a little person inside of my head. Now I noticed everything, I drank a lots of medicine, but it didn't work, and then, I noticed how I could let it end forever. And then, I did what I was able to do to make it stop forever.

And, here I am writing this letter to you. So, don't forget that I love you and take care of our baby, please. Now, I have to go.

Goodbye, Michael

With Love, Cintia.

- After Micheal read the letter, he ran to find his baby and he was sleeping like an angel and he found the mail carrier's body. But, he couldn't find his wife, she was gone. He thought that she would come back, but, he noticed that, their gun wasn't there, and then, he understood what she meant to say with "now I have to go". 

Author's Note

It's a story about a woman who was crazy, she had to do what she needed to make her family safe, but, before she left, she took her baby in her arms and sang a Lullaby for him.