
Dearest mother and father,
I cannot express to you how much I appreciate you, I truly do. Raising me and my sister, Grete, must have been a hard task to accomplish, and I try my hardest to help give back what I owe. I assure you that I am not pigheaded as Mr. Manager would say. I give my wealth back to my family, but it is, of course, only natural that I keep a few coins to myself. Even more so, I work day and night to recover father’s debt from the misfortune of his job five years back. As a son it should be my duty to protect and foster this family, since neither anyone in this household is at work earning money. I served in the military and landed a job as a merchant.
However, I must say that the job is quite tiring on my weary bones. Day in and day out it stresses me. The weight of the loan I took out on your behalf, father, is putting me in quite the predicament. My peers do not see me as equal and my boss does not understand the workloads he puts onto me. Mr. Manager lies about his statements, and I cannot express to you how humiliating it is to hear those words he said in front of you. Might I add that I am the sole provider of this household, and how tiring it is!
My transformation was not wanted. It was not like I wanted to be vermin in the first place. You will not believe how exhausting learning how to work a new body would be! Oh, and the fright everyone felt when looking at my appearance! I was not treated as if I was a son, nor person, nor human. My identity was gone! I do sincerely apologize to mother for causing her sleeping spells, and to Grete for her to shed tears on my behalf. That day I transformed I was treated like a rat that had ran out of the cupboard. Father shooed me away with a cane and newspaper. He caused me injury as he hurried me through the door. Could they not treat me more gentler? I was having a hard time through this whole ordeal as well
Peculiarity overcame me as my tastes began to change. I thank Grete for her patience in the beginning. A young girl should not have to go through what she did. She should be practicing her violin, or sitting by the window and enjoying the city view. I do find it questionable you would send your young daughter to tend to me and not do anything yourselves. He considerateness as well as mother's was admirable. They both moved furniture outside of my room, with out the help of father, no less, by themselves to make my living space more comfortable.
Though I feel the time I spent as a pest was not in vain. I had a break from the stupid and laborious work I had endured for so long on your behalf. It was deserved, I say! Although, I miss seeing mother’s face. Any glimpse I caught of her was pale and limp. Father should have put more effort into my care. Instead, dare I say, he was the one who was pigheaded, not me! Being in solitude for months was racking on my will. Being able to at least catch a glimpse of someone was a treasure. Though, I got used to being alone. I did pass the time walking on the walls and ceiling, which were quite enjoyable activities to take part in.
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Dearest mother and father,
I cannot express to you how much I appreciate you, I truly do. Raising me and my sister, Grete, must have been a hard task to accomplish, and I try my hardest to help give back what I owe. I assure you that I am not pigheaded as Mr. Manager would say. I give my wealth back to my family, but it is, of course, only natural that I keep a few coins to myself. Even more so, I work day and night to recover father’s debt from the misfortune of his job five years back. As a son it should be my duty to protect and foster this family, since neither anyone in this household is at work earning money. I served in the military and landed a job as a merchant.
However, I must say that the job is quite tiring on my weary bones. Day in and day out it stresses me. The weight of the loan I took out on your behalf, father, is putting me in quite the predicament. My peers do not see me as equal and my boss does not understand the workloads he puts onto me. Mr. Manager lies about his statements, and I cannot express to you how humiliating it is to hear those words he said in front of you. Might I add that I am the sole provider of this household, and how tiring it is!
My transformation was not wanted. It was not like I wanted to be vermin in the first place. You will not believe how exhausting learning how to work a new body would be! Oh, and the fright everyone felt when looking at my appearance! I was not treated as if I was a son, nor person, nor human. My identity was gone! I do sincerely apologize to mother for causing her sleeping spells, and to Grete for her to shed tears on my behalf. That day I transformed I was treated like a rat that had ran out of the cupboard. Father shooed me away with a cane and newspaper. He caused me injury as he hurried me through the door. Could they not treat me more gentler? I was having a hard time through this whole ordeal as well
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