May 6, 2011

I am 15 going on 16~

A mother passing by her son’s bedroom was

astonished to see the bed was nicely made,

and everything was picked up. Then, she saw

an envelope, propped up prominently on the

pillow.

It was addressed, ‘Mum’ With the worst premonition,

she opened the envelope and read

the letter, with trembling hands

‘Dear, Mum.

I’m writing you with great regret and sorrow.

I had to elope with my new girlfriend,

because I wanted to avoid a scene with Dad

and you.

I’ve been finding real passion with Stacy,

and she is so nice, but I knew you would not

approve of her, because of all her piercings’,

tattoos, her tight Motorcycle clothes, and

because she is so much older than I am.

But it’s not only the passion, Mum. She’s

pregnant.

Stacy said that we will be very happy. She

owns a trailer in the woods, and has a stack

of firewood for the whole winter.

We share a dream of having many more children.

Stacy has opened my eyes to the fact that

m@rijuana doesn’t really hurt anyone. We’ll

be growing it for ourselves, and trading it

with the other people in the commune, for all

the coc@ine and ec$tasy we want..

In the meantime, we’ll pray that science

will find a cure for A.I.D.S, so Stacy can get

better. She sure deserves it!!

Don’t worry Mum, I’m 15, and I know how

to take care of myself. Someday, I’m sure

we’ll be back to visit, so you can get to know

your many grandchildren.

Love, your son,

Nicholas.



PS. Mum, none of the above is true. I’m over

at Jason’s house.

I just wanted to remind you that there are

worse things in life than the school report

that’s on my desk

Love you! Call when it is safe for me to

come home.

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