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From: Rigsby Bruster [mailto:hollatheforestfay@web.de]
Send: 13. June 2116 09:52 pm
To: Dempsy Bruster <pokerface@whateveryouneedispoker.com>
Suject: Last wish

Dear Mom,

I can't believe it. I really can't. Dad was doing wrong and they send me to death? I always told you to stop him. I even begged you. But you did nothing. Just sat there in front of your screen and played Poker. What did you win, ey? You've lost me! And you'll loose me forever.

I always hated Dad for doing this. I always tried to stop him. But he didn't care. Does he care now? Loosing his lovley little darling? He dismissed me all the time.

He felt so good, like a God, he always said. „I'm Alonso Bruster, the Smasher, darling. I love to have this might about people. No one is going to stop me." Well, Mom, they did. Forcing youngsters into suicide is no fun.

That's why I supported this party. I wanted justice for all those who play with lifes. I was even an assistant of our new president. She calls it justice, taking the Smashers kids life, as he did to other parents. Maybe, considering it objective, it is. But it hurts. I did so much for her. I worked with her, laughed with her, she gave me hope for a better world, living in peace. But maybe that's my sacrifice to achieve this aim, I don't know.

Anyway, I asked them for a last wish and that was writing this email. This is my last chance to tell you, that I love you. I love you Mom. Don't forget that. And I please you: Leave this man! Start a new life! Start using your brains for better things then Poker.

Tempus fugit
Rigsby

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