Whoever found it,
Don’t bother to find me. I am somewhere happy. I have found my home. I do not want to be trapped between the four walls anymore. I could never be enough for anyone. I do not fit your definition of pretty, my precious skin is a nuisance for your sight. I am not woman enough that you define my cooking and how soft my voice is. I do not wish to be your definition of perfection. I hope you are happy about my disappearance. I will be back to my parents once I am able to fill all the debt I owe to them for dealing with me. I will be back standing on my own feet and with strength.
Goodbye,
Sheela