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A college student wrote a letter home: |
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Monday, 08 December 2008 |
Dear folks, I feel
miserable cause I have to keep writing for money. I feel ashamed and unhappy. I
have to ask for another hundred, but every cell in my body rebels. I beg on
bended knee that you forgive me.
Your son, Marvin
P.S. I felt so
terrible I ran after the mailman who picked this up at the box at the corner. I
wanted to take this letter and burn it. I prayed to God that I could get it
back, but I was too late.
A few days later, he received a letter from his
father:
Dear Son,
Good news! Your prayers were answered. Your
letter never came!
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