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mother passing by her daughter'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 center of the bed. It was
addressed, "Mom." With the worst premonition, she opened the
envelope and read the letter with trembling hands: Dear Mom: It is
with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope
with my new boyfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Dad
and you. I've been finding real passion with Ahmed and he is so
nice-even with all his piercings, tattoos, beard, and his
motorcycle clothes. But it's not only the passion Mom, I'm pregnant
and Ahmed said that we will be very happy. He already owns a
trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole
winter. He wants to have many more children with me and that's now
one of my dreams too. Ahmed taught me that marijuana doesn't really
hurt anyone and we'll be growing it for us and trading it with his
friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime,
we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Ahmed can get
better; he sure deserves it!! Don't worry Mom, 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 grand children. Your
daughter, Judith PS: Mom, 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 center
drawer. I love you! Call when it is safe for me to come home.