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Dear Mother:
In case you haven't noticed, I am Seventeen years old. You need to stop treating me like the baby you think I am. I happen to act years older than I am, ask anyone. It isn't fair that Amanda is allowed out until 915 on a school night, even if it is for dance. She is having fun with her friends. That is no different than me wanting to go out until 830, and have fun with my friends. Wednesday, being tomorrow, is the only day that I can go out, because everyone else is at work for the rest of the week. Also, you were the one who said that if my grades were good, then I could go out. They are. I have all A's and B's. You can not go back on your own word. I have a completely valid point, and you know I do. Stop pretending that you are right.
<3 Always,
Your Daughter.
In case you haven't noticed, I am Seventeen years old. You need to stop treating me like the baby you think I am. I happen to act years older than I am, ask anyone. It isn't fair that Amanda is allowed out until 915 on a school night, even if it is for dance. She is having fun with her friends. That is no different than me wanting to go out until 830, and have fun with my friends. Wednesday, being tomorrow, is the only day that I can go out, because everyone else is at work for the rest of the week. Also, you were the one who said that if my grades were good, then I could go out. They are. I have all A's and B's. You can not go back on your own word. I have a completely valid point, and you know I do. Stop pretending that you are right.
<3 Always,
Your Daughter.