Saturday, December 15, 2018

Letter From Hell.

A young prison inmate on death-row was about to be put on the electric chair when he was asked his last wish before he died. He asked for a pen and paper to write the following:
 
Dear Mom,
 
If the law was fair, today you would be here with me waiting to be electrocuted together in the electric chair. But since the law is so blind, I have been convicted for the crimes we both committed.
 
Remember mom...remember how it all started. From the day I stole my friends candies...you didn't punish me. You only said I was young. Mom, remember when I used to steal dad's money but you didn't report me. Remember at 15, when I stole our neighbors bicycle and hid it in the garage...you saw me but kept quite. You were also with me later when I sold it as scrap and you did nothing. In your words, I was just being childish.
 
Mom, the day I was suspended from school  for smoking and dodging lessons, dad wanted to beat the crap out of me but you stopped him. I remember the day very well how you had a bitter argument with dad because you felt the teachers were all wrong.
 
Remember the day me and my friends broke into Jimmy's shop...you saw us but did you call the cops? Mom, I was just a child, a little young boy who needed your guidance but you loved me too much to correct me. And now it's your love that has got me into this mess...I'm about to die a painful, shameful death in an electric chair all alone even though you aided and abetted me in committing the crimes. It's damn unfair!
 
Your loving son.

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