Sarit letter, part_1

By the outsider

Sarit spills her heart as she writes to her mother one week after arriving to America.

I am a little warned out about my story: "From a mayor to a slave", so I'll write this one hopping to get some ideas until the end.

10.4.2005

Dear mother.

It is now a month since I arrived over here to Empire-city. I'm scared mommy, for the 1^st time in my life I can't hold you or daddy. It only bean one week since you were murdered and I'm lost. Thanks to Anne I met this slave, Simon, who is owned by Anne's friend, bitch. I swear to you mommy that I will find a way to get her freedom back to her.

Mommy, I want to say that I'm sorry. I know that I promised, but I can't hold Anne as the responsible for your death anymore. However, I CAN and I WILL hold the two bitches; U. N. Secretary General Elizabeth Wu and US President Simpson form what they did. I still ear those words from that bitch, sitting safely in the white-house while you and daddy were blown up, saying: "the American public condom the terror attack." And then after a few days I heard that bitch say: "However, if Israel will lift one finger against the terror, we will cut the funds and humiliate her."

And those pigs in the U. N. one day they will fall. I just know that Anne will find the way to help me without her knowing that. I hope that she will be able to forgive me when she will fine that out. However, I have to do what I have to do. I'm going to help Simon to get revenge and I know how. You see, I found some information about that bitch and I will use it to help this sexy woman.

Only one week ago, I went with Anne to meet with a redhead woman who is called Morganna, who you can see in the picture. She is the cute redhead with her feet on the ground. Anyway, poor Simon was: spanked, whipped and abused. In her eyes I saw that one day; if she will get the chance then she will get both her freedom and revenge.

Mother, do you remember that I fell in love with the girl next door?

Well, I felt that feeling once again when I saw that abused- slave. I know that Anne as powers, but even she can't explain how I fell in love with someone who supposed to be under me in the status scale of this strange city. Mother, the flight over was great. Anne bought me a ticket to fly at the 1st class.

You know, maybe Yael was right: Since leaving the kibbutz, I met a brand new world which I never knew about. Look mother, Anne is a great sport and I do believe that you two could be great friends if you gave her a 2^nd chance. Look mother, I know how much you loved her and it was a mistake.

Anyway, I will write to you soon.

Love you: Sarit.