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I can’t wait for my birthday party next month! To make things easy for you, I already have everything planned out. The food: pizza. The music: Ariana Grande. The activity: ice–skating. The rink can hold only 12 kids, so I’ll invite all the girls in my class except for Chloe, Izzy, and Alisha.
I know you’re going to say that I have to invite everyone. But I never hang out with those girls at recess or after school. They’ll understand why they’re not invited—just like I understood when Chloe didn’t invite me to her sleepover birthday. They probably wouldn’t even want to go to a party for someone they don’t really know.
You keep saying that I’m old enough to start making my own decisions. And this is my big day. Shouldn’t I get to choose who I spend it with?
Plus, having fewer guests will make the party cheaper for you and Dad. And everyone will get a bigger slice of your famous double–chocolate cake! So let’s keep the party “friends only.” Please, Mom!
Love,
Sofia
I can’t wait for my birthday party next month! I want to make things easy for you. I already have everything planned out. The food: pizza. The music: Ariana Grande. The activity: ice–skating. The rink can hold only 12 kids. I’ll invite all the girls in my class except for Chloe, Izzy, and Alisha.
You’re going to say that I have to invite everyone. But I never hang out with those girls. They’ll understand why they’re not invited—just like I understood when Chloe didn’t invite me to her sleepover birthday. They probably wouldn’t want to go to a party for someone they don’t know well.
You keep saying that I’m old enough to start making my own decisions. And this is my big day. Shouldn’t I get to choose who I spend it with?
Plus, having fewer guests will make the party cheaper for you and Dad. And everyone will get a bigger slice of your famous double–chocolate cake! So let’s keep the party “friends only.” Please, Mom!
Love,
Sofia