I am writing this letter to you because I want you to know that I love you very much. You are my only child and I would never leave you alone with anyone else.
If anything happens between us, it will always be because of me. That’s why I want you to know that your mother loves and cares for all her children equally no matter what they do or don’t do in life. She is not going to abandon you just because she doesn’t like someone else.
You have a lot of talent and potential. You are smart enough to understand that you need to pursue it, but you still need some guidance so that you can make the right decisions for yourself.
Your mother wants nothing more than for you to succeed in whatever path that may lead. I wish you luck on your journey.
A Letter to My Son, the Aspiring Athlete
If there was one thing that I could tell you now before you go off into the world, it would be to think twice before doing something stupid. There are many things that happen in life and sometimes they seem too good to be true.
There may be moments where you feel like you can’t breathe and there’s a vice grip around your heart. You’ll want to cry out for help, but you’ll still be too proud to admit being wrong.
You’re going to have to make many choices in life, some good and some bad. You will learn that everyone is human and are prone to mistakes.
Even after making the right choices, sometimes bad things will still happen. You should always do your best and strive to be a better person, however never forget that your actions have consequences.
Everyone you meet will be a product of their environment. You may see people that are mean or nasty and it is up to you how you react towards them.
No matter what you do, you can’t change the world. It is vast and unpredictable, but you can still have an effect on it. The past is history, the future is a mystery, and the present is a gift. That is why they call it the present. Make the most of it while you can.
I want you to know that I am behind you no matter what you do in life. Your sisters will help you and support you as well.
You’re smart enough to know that things won’t always go your way, but just remember to keep trying and never give up. Always keep moving forward and don’t dwell on the past. If you feel defeated, then turn it into determination. If you feel angry, then turn it into motivation. If you feel happy, then turn it into joy. Always turn it into something better because if you don’t, then you’re only wasting your potential as a person.
I love you and I am very proud of you no matter what you do in life.
You have made me happy these last 18 years and I hope that you continue to make me proud for the next 18 years and beyond my time here on Earth.
Your mother and sisters all love you and we’re all behind you.
Just remember, “Do unto others as you would have them do onto you”, treat people with respect, always.
With all my love,
You finish reading the letter for the umpteenth time, and you feel slightly better now. You re-read the ending once more before putting it back into your dresser drawer.
You look at yourself in the mirror and take a deep breath.
It’s time to go home.
You leave the house and make your way back to your hometown. The journey back is fairly uneventful, however you will always remember the events that happen afterward.
You just don’t know it yet…
You’re standing in front of your house and you take a deep breath before opening the door.
“I’m home,” you say as you open the door and walk inside.
Your mother and your two younger sisters run up to you and hug your legs. They haven’t seen you all summer and they’re overjoyed to see you return.
Your older sister is in her room, but runs down to greet you as well.
“Welcome home, Jake!” Your older sister says.
How was school? What’d you learn?”
your youngest sister asks.
“It was great, I learned a lot.”
“That’s good…” She says before noticing the bag in your hand.
“Let me see!” she says as she runs over to you.
“Hey! Get away from my bag!” You say chasing her away.
Where are you going?”
Your mom asks.
“I’m gonna go up to my room. I’ve got some homework to do, I’ll be down later.”
As you walk up the stairs you feel a sigh of relief. You’re home.
Everything feels normal again. You collapse onto your bed and within moments you’re asleep.
The next morning you wake up and go downstairs to have breakfast with the rest of your family.
So, school was okay?”
your mom asks. “
You made some friends?
You looked very happy at the school fair, so I’m sure you did.”
You smile. “Yeah, I made friends.
A lot of them want to come over and play sometime.”
“Ah, good! You need to get out and make friends.
I’m glad to hear it.”
The week goes by without much happening. You do your homework, play with your friends if they come over, help out around the house as best as you can and spend lots of quality time with your family.
It’s a very nice time in which you completely forgot about what happened this summer. By the time the weekend rolls around, you’re almost completely relaxed for the first time since…well, since you don’t even know when.
Your mom says that she’s going out to do the shopping and that you’re in charge of your sisters.
“Okay!” You say.
What do you guys want to do?”
“Let’s have a ball game!” Your youngest sister says.
“Yeah! Let’s kick the ball around in the back yard!” Your other sister says.
After a couple of hours of ball play you take a break.
“I’m thirsty. I’m gonna get a drink.” You say as you walk inside.
You open the fridge and grab a soda. As you turn your head, you see someone at the front door.
It’s a woman in all black, wearing a burka. She startles you for a moment, but then you realize that she’s just waiting for the door to open so she can go inside. Well, she’s out of luck, since this is the inside, not the outside.
You chuckle a bit at the thought and take a sip of your drink. That’s when you hear glass shatter.
You turn around and see that your mom has just dropped and broken all the eggs she was carrying in her hands.
“Shit!” Your mom says before shouting.
“Jacob! Come here and help me!”
“I dropped the eggs! Now come here and help me clean this up!”
You nod and go over to help your mom. After cleaning up the mess, you head back upstairs.
As you leave the house, you look around to see a group of soldiers marching towards a large tower with razor wire circling around it.
“Psst! Hey!” You hear a voice say.
You turn around and see a man in a black suit and tie wearing sunglasses waving at you from across the street. He looks like a secret agent, or maybe more like a hit man.
Either way, he seems to be beckoning you over to him. After looking left and right, you decide it’s better to not just stand around in the middle of the street so you cross over to where he is.
You hear things, you keep them to yourself, ya hear?”
He says in a low voice. “I work for the man and I’m here to instill a little fear into anyone who thinks about crossing him.
You nod your head in response. The man seems to take notice of this and pulls you even closer.
“I know you’re young and probably not too bright, but I want to make sure you understand me loud and clear.” He says in a more serious tone.
“If I ever hear you talking to anyone about what you saw here…Well, let’s just say I don’t think your family will be getting out of this alive. Heh, now go on ahead and enjoy your day.”
The man spits on the ground near you and begins walking away at a quick pace. You stand there in shock before finally turning around and heading back to your house.
As you’re walking in the front door, you hear your mom calling for you from the kitchen.
Jacob, have you seen my phone?
I can’t find it anywhere.”
You ignore her and head up to your room. Once you get inside, you slam your door and lock it.
You then proceed to jump on your bed and let out a huge sigh.
“What a day…I can’t wait until tomorrow.” You say to yourself.
After a few minutes of silence, you get up and look out your window. The black car is still there and the man in the black suit is pacing back and forth in front of it.
“I guess he’s here to stay.”
You continue to watch him for a little while longer and finally fall asleep at your desk while studying for your math test.
You have the most unusual dream. You’re in a place you’ve never been to before.
It’s filled with broken cars and other junk. You see a man, a woman, and a little girl. The girl looks like she’s about your age.
“Daddy, I’m scared.” The girl says.
“It’s alright honey, I won’t let anything happen to you.”
Who were those people?”
“I don’t know, but we’re getting out of here quick.”
You see the man hug the woman and girl before walking over to a line of trees. You walk over to him, and he puts his arm around you.
“Don’t worry son, we’ll get through this.”
You feel sadness and regret in your heart. A tear falls down your face as you realize what you did.
“I’m sorry…I shouldn’t have done that…we should’ve stopped when I had the chance…I…just wanted a new life…I’m so sorry…”
You wake up to pounding at your door. You hear your mom yelling for you to answer it.
After rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, you go downstairs and open the front door. Two police officers fill the doorway.
“Hello son, I’m officer Marsh, and this is my partner officer Miller.
Is your mother home?”
“She’s in the kitchen.
What’s this about?”
“We need to have a word with her. It’s an urgent matter.”
The two of them walk past you and into the kitchen. You hear all three of them speaking, but you can’t make out the conversation.
After a few minutes, they all come into the living room. Your mom looks terrified, and the officers have a stern expression on their faces.
Son, would you mind stepping outside for a moment?
This doesn’t concern you. We just need to speak with your mother.”
“It does concern him! It concerns all of us!
What is this about?”
“I’m sorry ma’am, but we can’t tell you. If you want, we can all go down to the station, and you can talk to an attorney there. He’ll let you know your rights. The choice is up to you. Our only concern is the safety of your son.”
What does this have to do with my son?”
The two officers look at each other and then at you and your mother. Officer Miller sighs and speaks up.
“We came here to warn you both that there’s a man who plans on kidnapping your son. We don’t have the full information, but we know he has people in California and that he’s planning on snatching him from school tomorrow.
We need you to fill out a witness protection form so we can relocate you and your son to a place of safety until this blows over. We were given his description and a picture, and we need to take him with us now.”
! This is insane!
How could they even know?
We didn’t do anything wrong!”
Your mom starts crying, and the two officers keep a straight face. Officer Miller once again sighs.
“I know this is all very upsetting, but if you don’t comply with the witness protection program, there could be serious repercussions. If you tell us where your husband is so we can bring him as well, that would help a lot.”
“He-he’s in New York. He should be coming back tomorrow…or today, I don’t know.”
You mother breaks down into tears as officer Miller hands her a tissue. Officer Marsh goes over to your mom and puts his hand on her shoulder to comfort her.
Officer Miller walks over to you.
“Come on, we need to go.”
What about my mom?”
“We’ll bring a car around back to pick her up, you just come with me.”
What’s going on?
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