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A teenage daughter's letter to her dad
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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.

Dear Dad,
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 Randy because I wanted
to avoid a scene with Mom and you. I've been finding
real passion with Randy 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, Randy said that he wants me to have the
kid and that we can be very happy together. Even
though Randy 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?

Randy 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.

Randy 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 Randy can get
better; he sure deserves it!!


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
grandchildren.

Your loving daughter,
Rosie

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
neighbor'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 Dad!
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