Confession.............!

Confessions of kid

Little Bobby came into the kitchen where his mother
was making dinner.
His birthday was coming up and he thought this was a
good time to tell his mother what he wanted.
"Mom, I want a bike for my birthday." Little Bobby was
a bit of a troublemaker.
He had gotten into trouble at school and at home.
Bobby's mother asked him if he thought he deserved to
get a bike for his birthday. Little Bobby, of course,
thought he did.

Bobby's mother wanted Bobby to reflect on his behavior
over the last year.
"Go to your room, Bobby, and think about how you have
behaved this year.

Then write a letter to God and tell him why you
deserve a bike for your birthday." Little Bobby
stomped up the steps to his room and sat down to write
God a letter.

Letter 1
Dear God,
I have been a very good boy this year and I would like
a bike for my birthday. I want a red one.
Your friend,
Bobby

Bobby knew that this wasn't true. He had not been a
very good boy this year, so he tore up the letter and
started over.

Letter 2
Dear God,
This is your friend Bobby. I have been a good boy this
year and I would like a red bike for my birthday.
Thank you.
Your friend Bobby

Bobby knew that this wasn't true either. So, he tore
up the letter and started again.

Letter 3
Dear God,
I have been an "OK "boy this year. I still would
really like a bike for my birthday.
Bobby

Bobby knew he could not send this letter to God
either. So, Bobby wrote a fourth letter.

Letter 4
God,
I know I haven't been a good boy this year. I am very
sorry. I will be a good boy if you just send me a bike
for my birthday. Please!
Thank you,
Bobby

Bobby knew, even if it was true, this letter was not
going to get him a bike.



Now, Bobby was very upset. He went downstairs and told
his mom that he wanted to go to church. Bobby's mother
thought her plan had worked, as Bobby looked very sad.

"Just be home in time for dinner," Bobby's mother told
him.


Bobby walked down the street to the church on the
corner. Little Bobby went into the church and up to
the altar. He looked around to see if anyone was
there. Bobby bent down and picked up a statue of the
Mary. He slipped the statue under his shirt and ran
out of the church, down the street, into the house,
and up to his room. He shut the door to his room and
sat down with a piece of paper and a pen. Bobby began
to write his letter to God.

Letter 5
God,
I'VE KIDNAPPED YOUR MAMMA. IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER
AGAIN, SEND THE BIKE!!!!!!!!!!

accha hai aur aaj ke liye saccha hai.....

jo chahiye cheen looooooo