Charlie woke up at 4:00 a.m. and then, he quickly went to the mailbox. It was the sixth of February, 1957 and it was cold. He wore a thick jacket and snow boots. He got twenty letters.
One envelope stood out, it seemed like it was written by a child. Charlie, unmarried and who enlisted in the army, became curious and then, he opened that envelope first.
He began to read the letter.
Dear Dad,
Hey Dad! I am your son from the future. My name is Stephen. Someone told me that I have to write you this letter.
I have to write you this letter because if I don't then I shall never would had been born. I will never happen.
You came home drunk last night. You knocked and I was the only one awake. I am still little so I pushed a chair towards the main door so that I could reach the doorknob.
You were so surprised.
Well, I have to write you that I needed to be born because I was born to write they said.
Now, I had also read the letter you wrote to all of us, your children, and I am grateful.
Thank you, Dad!
Love,
Stephen
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