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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 eloped with
my new boyfriend. I found real passion and he is so nice, with all his piercings and tattoos and his big motorcycle.
But it's 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 ecstasy
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
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PS: Mom, it's not true. I'm at the neighbor's house. I just wanted to
show you that there are worst things in life than the school's report card
that's in my desk's drawer...I love you!

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