14 November, 1999
  Dear Mr. John Harvey Hoffman:
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Guess what you have a daughter…16 years old. Hard to believe? Well for me it's hard to believe that you exist. I have so many questions I want to ask you.

Why did you leave? Do you even care about me now that you know I exist? But most of all who are you?

Do you know how weird it is to see all these girls with their dads and to not even know who you are? To not even know if you are alive.

I always feel like something is missing in my life. That I need to have you in my life to feel complete. But I'm scared. I'm scared because I don't have the slightest idea who you are. I don't know if you are even worth knowing.

In my heart you are because I feel kind of empty. My name Hoffman, it means Absolutely nothing to me. I don't know anyone by that name. I've never known a whole half of who I am.

Now don't get me wrong. I love Mommy so much and that's another reason why I'm scared to know you. I don't want to hurt Mom. She's done her best to raise me right and she's done a good job. And I love her so much, but I just need to know you.

I need to know if you could ever care about me. If you could ever love me, your daughter that you never knew existed. Well I do exist and I sit here every day and wonder what you're like. I wonder what you look like. I wonder what your voice sounds like. I wonder what your favorite color is, what your favorite movie is. Just wanting to know everything about you, but I don't know anything. I know your name and your birthday. I have a picture of you. I got your naturally curly hair. I hate my hair.

I feel really empty. I know you didn't want me. That's why you left. That hurts. To feel unwanted like that. I feel unloved at times. Even though I know so many people love me. It's just that my own father doesn't seems to override all of everyone else's love. People try to understand, but no one gets it. Brandon does. He's kinda in the same place as me. Maybe that's why we get along well. I really need to fill this whole in me. I need to know who I am who you are.

Your Daughter,

Victoria Lynn Hoffman

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