The Truth Behind the Door

I have a 14-year old daughter. She is dating a boy who is 14, too.He is very well-mannered, a nice guy. Every Sunday, he comes to our place…

and my daughter and he spend the entire day in her room.I don’t want to disturb them, but one Sunday I thought: “We live in the 21st century.Kids are growing faster nowadays.

What if they are making their own kids there?!”So I ran to her room, I opened up the door, the lamp was dimmed,I heard them talking. I come into the room looking like“

I got you,” and you know what I see?My daughter is sitting in the armchair knitting a scarf and the boy is lying on the couch and reading out loud.

and my daughter and he spend the entire day in her room.I don’t want to disturb them, but one Sunday I thought: “We live in the 21st century.Kids are growing faster nowadays.

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