Sunday, June 26, 2011
00588 Day 118, Untidy
Dear Mum and Dad
I have run away from home.
Please don't try to find me, I don't want to come back.
If you're wondering, it wasn't because you hassled me about the state of my room.
I was listening to you talking the other night and I overheard what you said about where I came from.
I never minded finding out about Father Christmas or the Tooth Fairy (although I think there's still a chance that you were wrong about the Bogeyman), but when I heard that I had been made up from disused components some guy picked up from the dump, that really pissed me off.
Your Son, 530K