I was 15 years old. I was angry. I behaved badly. I didn't1what my parents said, especially if it had nothing to do with me. Like so many2, I tried to run away from anything that didn't agree with my world; I got angry even when the word "love" was3.
One night, after a rather difficult day, I stormed into my room, shut the door4 and fell down onto my bed heavily. As I lay down in my bed, my5placed under my pillow(枕头). There was an envelope(信封).I6it out and on the envelope it said, "To read when you are alone."
7 I was alone, no one would know whether I read it or not. So I opened it.8said," Allen, I know life is difficult right now, I know you are upset and I know we don't do everything right. l am here for you if you ever need to9. lf you don't, that's also OK. Just know that wherever you go or whatever you do in your life, I will always love you and be10that you are my son. I'm here for you and I love you - that will never11. Love you, Mom."
As I went to bed every12, I would put my hands under my pillow. And I remember the13I felt every time I got a letter.14my teen years, the letters helped me get through hard times. I knew I still could be loved even though I couldn't help being angry and rude. I became15that my mom knew what an angry teenager, needed. Mom knew best. Now I really regret being so angry and rebellious. I am trying my best to make it up to my family, especially my mom.
