I’m really angry at my father. He doesn’t deserve to be called a”dad.” He sure doesn’t act like one. He doesn’t make us happy. He makes us mad at him.
Let me explain what happened.
Last night a sweet little gray and white kitten followed Rachel home. She phoned all over the place trying to find the owner but she couldn’t. Rachel can’t keep her so she asked me if I wanted her. I really do. But Dad said he doesn’t think it’s right. I want that kitten bad but he doesn’t. I think Mom wants it too. I don’t know what’s going to have it. I want it so bad.
Y.T.
(P.S. I’ll tell ya what happens.)
We got the kitten. His name is Jack.
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