because i have nothing better to do:
Johnny walks in the kitchen where his mother is making dinner.
His birthday is coming up the next week, and he thought it was a good oportunity to tell his mother what he wanted for his birthday.
"Mom, I want a bicycle for my birthday."
Johnny was a bit of a troublemaker. He's been in trouble both at school and at home lately.
His mom asked him if he thought he deserved any birthday present this year.
Ofcourse he thought he did.
Johnny's mother was a religous woman, and she thought he should think about his behavior
lately and write a letter to Jesus and explain to him why he deserves a bicycle.
Johnny ran up to his room and started to write a letter to Jesus....
Letter 1:
Dear Jesus.
I have been a really nice boy this year, and I would really like a bicycle for my birthday. A red one.
Your friend, Johnny.
Johnny knew he hadn't been completely honest, he hadn't been all that nice the past year. So he threw the letter in the trashcan and started a new one...
Letter 2:
Dear Jesus.
This is your friend Johnny. I have been kind of nice the past year, and I really would like a red bicycle for my birthday. Thank you.
Johnny.
Johnny still knew he had not been completely honest about himself and started over once again...
Letter 2:
Dear Jesus.
I have been a decent boy this year and I would really want a red bicycle on my birthday.
Your friend, Johnny.
Johnny knew he wasnt gonna send this letter either. He felt very upset. He went down to the kitchen and told his mother that he was going to the church. Johnny's mother thought her plan for Johnny had worked, because he looked very sad.
"Just be home before dinner" She said.
Johnny walked the road down to the church, once there he went inside. He looked around to see if anyone could see him.
He picked up a statue of virgin Mary and ran as fast as he could out from the church.
He ran all the way home, straight up to his room where he started to write a 4th letter.
Letter 4:
I HAVE YOUR MOTHER.
IF YOU EVER WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN, GIVE ME THE DAMN BICYCLE!
YOU KNOW WHO....