Dear Mom,
I have a little problem with you. I’m sick and tired of being blamed for anything and everything thing that comes up missing in this house. I don’t care whether it’s food, or just crap laying around the house like printer paper or pencils or pens or anything like that. When you can’t find something it doesn’t mean I took it or ate it. There are 4 other people living in this house you know, And it’s not getting blamed that pissed me off, I could care less about that, it’s the the pissed off sighs and huffs and puffs when I tell you I don’t have it or I don’t know where it is and tell you to go ask someone else. That’s what really pisses me off; it’s like you don’t believe what I just told you. I mean if you aren’t gonna believe what I told you and you come and ask me in the mindset that I am already guilty, what’s the fucking point of even asking me then? And it’s not like this only happens when I’m home, you will ask me anything when I have been gone and come home. How the fuck should I know where anything is if I’ve been gone for a week camping or a couple days hanging out with friends or whatever, I WASN”T HERE SO I DON”T KNOW OR REALLY GIVE A FUCK! You need to stop asking me where everything is that you can’t find after you have looked for it for maybe 30 seconds. Just leave me alone and continue to look for it for at least a good 5 or 10 minutes before you come yelling at me about taking something that you can’t find. It will make you life and not to mention mine much, much, much easier.
Love Your Son,Grik
