Things could be worse...

Apr 24, 2006 17:14

A mother enters her daughter's bedroom and sees a

letter over the bed.

With the worst premonition, she reads it, with

trembling hands:

It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm

telling you that I eloped with my new boyfriend.

I found real passion and he is so nice, with

all his piercing and tattoos and his big motorcycle.

But is not only that mom, I'm pregnant and

Ahmed said that we will be very happy in his trailer in the woods.

He wants to have many more children with me and

that's one of my dreams.

I've learned that marihuana doesn't hurt anyone

and we'll be growing it for us and his friends,

who are providing us with all the cocaine and

ecstasies we may want.

In the meantime, we'll pray for the science to

find the AIDS cure, for Ahmed to get better, he deserves it.

Don't worry Mom, I'm 15 years old now and I

know how to take care of myself.

Some day I'll visit for you to know your

grandchildren.

Your daughter,

Judith

PS: Mom, it's not true. I'm at the neighbor's

house. I just wanted to show you that there are worse things in life than the

school's report card that's in my desk drawer...I love you!
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