Favorite Form of Torture

Josh came home from school yesterday and DID NOT do what he was suppose to.

He went and played StarCraft 2 instead of homework.

I imposed one of my favorite punishments. . . .

Essay Writing!

Here's what he came up with in the 20 minutes I gave him

(He only had 20 minutes because he had to do homework, chores and moan that he was grounded from the computer).
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Dear Mom


I am so very sorry for making the poor decision of playing Starcraft Two instead of doing my jobs like making my bed, doing laundry or cleaning my bathroom. I also could have been doing my Pre-Calculus Homework for Math class or reading a Chapter for Computer Programming. I could have even been studying my Spanish notes so that I would do better in class or started to sell those amazingly delicious, overprice, creamy ice-cream filled cakes from Cold Stone ® and using that wonderful form that you spent much time working on that nobody noticed how much time you actually spent doing. I would like to take this time to tell you how much I appreciate the work that you do for the Swim Team and I. I am sorry for not doing all these crucial things in my life and now know that I made a really bad decision In playing my computer game instead.

Mom, I love you so much and would like to tell you that I love you and appreciate that you remind me to do my homework and jobs before playing my freaking awesome computer games. I know that sometimes I do not like it but in the long run it can help me a ton to know to do the more important things first in life.

Mom, you have taught me many great lessons in life and I would like to thank you at this time. I am kind of grateful for the lectures and lessons which you have brought into this home and learn from these things which you teach me and the rest of this family. I have learned not to hop in to a jeep with some other guys to do donuts. I am sorry for getting in Brayden’s car and getting donuts at Macey’s. There are too many other lessons that have learned so much from that I cannot name another plus I am almost to the bottom of the page.

Mom, I love you. I would like to mow the lawn, do all of my homework, sell some cakes, and let you pop some of my zits. From, Josh.