MBM888
9th August 2013, 02:42 PM
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,
It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. 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 piercing's, 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 caravan in the hinterland, 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
marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone. We'll be growing it for ourselves, and trading it with all
the other people in the commune for all the heroin and ectasy that we want.
In the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS, 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.
P.S. 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"
I love you!
Call when it is safe for me to come home.
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,
It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. 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 piercing's, 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 caravan in the hinterland, 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
marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone. We'll be growing it for ourselves, and trading it with all
the other people in the commune for all the heroin and ectasy that we want.
In the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS, 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.
P.S. 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"
I love you!
Call when it is safe for me to come home.