A father passing by his teenage daughter's bedroom was astonished to
see the bed was nicely made and everything was neat and tidy. Then he
saw an envelope propped up prominently on the centre of the pillow. It
was addressed "Dad". With the worst premonition, he opened the
envelope and read the letter with trembling hands:-
It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you, but I'm
leaving home. I had to elope with my new boyfriend Saim because I
wanted to avoid a scene
with Mom and you. I've been finding real passion with Saim and he is
so nice to me. I know when you meet him you'll like him too - even
with all his piercing, tattoos, and motorcycle clothes. But it's not
only the passion Dad, I'm pregnant and Saim said that he wants me to
have the kid and that we can be very happy together.
Even though Saim is much older than me (anyway, 42 isn't so old these
days is it?), and has no money, really these things shouldn't stand in
the way of our relationship, don't you agree? Saim has a great CD
collection; he already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of
firewood for the whole winter. It's true he has other girlfriends as
well but I know he'll be faithful to me in his own way. He wants to
have many more children with me and that's now one of
my dreams too.
Saim taught me that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone and he'll be
growing it for us and we'll trade it with our friends for all the
cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime, we'll pray that science
will find a cure for AIDS so Saim can get better; he sure deserves
Don't worry Dad, I'm 15 years old now 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 loving daughter,
At the bottom of the page were the letters "PTO". Hands still
trembling, her father turned the sheet, and read:
PS: Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at the neighbour's house.
I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than
my report card that's in my desk centre drawer.
Please sign it and call when it is safe for me to come home.
I love you!
Monday, January 16, 2012
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