Could you please look after Willie,my hamster?Also,would you put Fred,my tortoise,out in the sun once in a while?Please give my toy car collection to little Ronnie next door.I'm taking some of my favorite comic books with me.I'll pick up the rest of my stuff some time.
So don't worry.I'll be all right.Remember I'm sixteen,and I can take care of myself.
Love,
Your son Robert
P.S.Dad,none of the above is true.I'm over at Mike's house.I just wanted you to understand that there are worse things in life than the report card that's in the top drawer of my desk.I love you. Can you call me when it's safe to come home?