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Apr 2011
There you go, keep it going.
You’re doing great, almost done!
Come, just a little more!
Push!
Push!
Here it comes!
Oh, my.
What’s wrong?
Nothing.
Well, what is it then?
Look dear, we have a boy.
A beautiful baby boy.

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Come on son, you can do it.
Just put one foot in front of the other.
There you go; you’re getting the hang of it.
Keep it up now; see if you can get to Mom.
I’m sorry honey, I just don’t understand.
It’s fine, really.
Fine?
How is this fine?
How many two year olds do you know that can’t walk?
I don’t know, none I suppose.
See?
We need to take him to a doctor.
Maybe he’s mentally challenged.
No, please.
Don’t say that.
Let’s just keep walking with him.
He’ll get it.
All right, if you say so.

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You’re doing fine son.
Just keep reading.
But this is your favorite book.
Try one more time.
Please, I know it’s tough, but you like this story, right?
It’s fine, don’t cry.
If you really don’t want to, you don’t have to.

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What’s wrong now?
Well, if you keep playing with ants, you’re going to get bit.
I know, I know it hurts.
Here’s some cream, let me put it on.
It only stings for a little while, honey, here.
Now instead of playing with ants, why don’t you go play with your friends?
Yes you do.
What about Andy?
Oh I didn’t know he moved.
Stephen?
What do you mean you don’t like him?
Oh all right, all right.
Okay and what about Chris?
And Kristin?
You know, the nice girl down the street.
All right, never mind.
Go ahead and play outside.

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Hey, they you are.
Where have you been?
What were you doing?
Nothing, huh?
Were you at the park again?
You’re wearing all black again, that’s how I know.
You know I don’t like those kids, son.
What’s the matter, huh?
Are you upset because I don’t like your ‘friends’?
Well, good, because while you were at the park neglecting your chores, I talked with your teacher.
You know which one.
You better watch it, or you’ll be grounded.

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Where are you going?
Come in here, we need to talk.
Your mother and I would like to know what this is all about.
You know what I mean.
You got a D in math.
Well, you never did badly in math before!
Why are you failing?
Last I checked, a D is failing.
The school doesn’t say so, but I do.
It’s those kids you’ve been around, isn’t it?
Honey, please, we promised not to bring this up.
No, he needs to know.
Look son, those kids are a bad influence on you.
You shouldn’t be around them!
Hey, get back here!
Don’t you walk away from me!
GET BACK HERE!

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Hey, hold on a second.
Just wait a moment, I need to give you a…
What is that smell?
I don’t know, but it’s strong.
It’s you!
When was the last time you showered?
Wait, is that…
Son, tell me the truth.
Have you been smoking?
Don’t start with that attitude!
Tell me the truth!
I knew I never should have let you go with those kids!
All those ***-heads are going to ruin your life.
I care!
I’ve always cared!
Why are you doing this to yourself?
What?!
What do you mean it doesn’t matter?
Please, talk to me son.
Please.

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What are we going to do?
I don’t know.
He just won’t talk to us, won’t let us help him.
There must be something!
Someone we can talk to, someone who can-
Oh, hey!
How was school?
Oh, okay.
Wait, when did you get a haircut?
Whoa, hold on, don’t go!
Son, wait we just want to talk!

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What’s been going on with him?
I don’t know, but it’s weird.
He’s been going to that one girl’s house all the time, though.
What’s her name again?
Kristin.
Right, Kristin!
I don’t know, maybe she’s changing him?
Maybe…well, you’re going to be shocked.
What?
No it’s not bad; it’s just that…well…
What is it?
Tell me!
You see…he got straight A’s last semester.
He-he did WHAT?!
You heard me.
I don’t believe it!
I know me neither.
I don’t know how or why, but this is good, right?

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He looked good!
Yeah, he did, although I think he stumbled a bit.
Oh, stop.
Look, here he comes!
Hey son, let me see.
Wow, an official diploma.
That’s so wonderful sweetie!
Did you shake his hand firmly?
Well, congratulations!
Here, go show your father.
Great job, son.
I’m proud of you…

That was all he ever wanted.
Written by
Joshua Smith
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   Mina and Victoria Jennings
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