Thursday, October 1, 2015

Letter #2: Child to President

You may or may not have noticed that while my blog is more or less a place for me to experiment with writing, I almost never publish any sort of fiction.

I would like to wade into the world of fiction by practicing something that I hope will be easy: fictional letters.

Please allow me to experiment as I try this out. Please feel free to comment below with comments or suggestions. My plan is to create two new people each time; a letter-writer and a letter-receiver, both of which you will hopefully learn a little bit about.

I have no idea how this will go, so again, your comments and suggestions are not only welcome, but I ask them of you.


Dear Mr. President,

I listened to your speech last night and I think you did a good job. Your wife is very good at ironing your shirts. Mom said you were giving a "message of hope," and Daddy said that means you're telling our country that it will all be okay.

I'm not worried, though. I know that bombs and war are bad but things always get better. My brother is a soldier in the army and he says all his friends are very brave.


Guess what. Someday I want to be President of the United States of America too. And I will always give messages of hope to people who are sad or scared.

My friend Katie said if she were president she would make sure all the orphans would have mommies and daddies to adopt them. And Doug said if he were president he would make sure everyone had ice cream every day for free but I told him that was stupid because some people are lactose-intolerant.

Anyway I have to go feed my dog, Rocket now. He's a golden retriever.

Love, 

Teagan 

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