Lannon: A Short Story

Lannon was a 13-year old boy who had an awesome life. When he was born, the doctors had said, “Mr. and Mrs. Jenson, you have a perfect son living with you now!” Lannon was the perfect weight and size, he had lots of hair already, and he wasn’t a very fussy baby. Lannon’s parents were wealthy lawyers. They had won almost every single case that they were ever hired for, and they had gotten hired for a lot. Lannon had tried to keep track once, and the numbers grew to over two hundred in one year! They got to travel across the world for business and had always brought something home for Lannon. “We are going on a business trip, what would you like from this place,” his parents would always ask. Lannon would say something that he would want.
And I will win. My parents have not shown up at any of my previous birthdays. My dad came close to missing my birth. It makes me really mad that they feel that their job is more important than my life. Since I was three, I have gone through about thirty babysitters and nannies because I keep trying to get them to answer for my parents. I have always wanted to be an orphan. You are lucky Mateo, your family loves you. My parents go everywhere together, but they never go anywhere with me. Usually when they are in town, it is to get their new assignment, to give me the stuff that they had brought back for me (which I don’t mind as much because it shows that they care about what I like), and to do laundry and to repack their bags. I bet that if they could, they would send me off to an orphanage across the world so that they can just live their lives and not have to pay for nannies and babysitters for
“Maybe if you write all of the things that have been on your mind and then mail it to them, maybe they will understand how you feel.”
Lannon went home and thought about what Mateo had said. He ran up to his room and pulled out a piece of paper. He started writing until he couldn’t write anymore.
Dear Mom and Dad,
Mateo had given me the idea of writing down all of the things that are on my mind. Here is my list:
• You go on business trips so many times and it drives me crazy
• You have never been to any of my baseball games
• Dad, you hardly made it to the hospital on the day that I was born
• All of my birthdays, I am guessing my thirteenth one too, you have been on a trip or at work
• Whenever you get home, you are usually too tired to even recognize that I live at the house
• And the greatest thing that has been making me mad is that YOU ARE NEVER HOME TO TAKE CARE OF ME
Lannon finished this note to his parents with tears running down his face. He took the note over to Mateo’s house. “Here Mateo, I did what you had