Here it is!

Disclaimer: I don't own Spiral


Little Kousuke came into the kitchen where his mother was making dinner. His
birthday was coming up and he thought this was a good time to tell his mother
what he wanted. "Mom, I want a bike for my birthday."
Now, Little Kousuke was a bit of a troublemaker. He had gotten into trouble at
school and at home. Kousuke's mother asked him if he thought he deserved to get
a bike for his birthday. Little Kousuke, of course, thought he did.

Kousuke's mother, being a Christian woman, wanted him to reflect on his behavior
over the last year, and write a letter to God and tell him why he deserved a
bike for his birthday. Little Kousuke stomped up the steps to his room and sat
down to write God a letter.

LETTER 1:
Dear God:
I have been a very good boy this year and I would like a bike for my
birthday. I want a red one.

Your friend,
Kousuke

Kousuke knew this wasn't true. He had not been a very good boy this year at all (well if it counted stomping on Rio's melons and ripping Kanone's plush cats, he'd been very good), so he tore up the letter and started over.

LETTER 2:
Dear God:
This is your friend Kousuke. I have been a pretty good guy this year, and I
would like a red bike for my birthday.
Thank you,
Kousuke

Kousuke knew this wasn't true either. He tore up the letter and started again.

LETTER 3:
Dear God:

I know I haven't been a good boy this year. I am very sorry. I will be a
good boy if you just send me a red bike for my birthday.
Thank you,
Kousuke

Kousuke knew, even if it was true, this letter was not going to get him a bike. By
now, he was very upset. He went downstairs and told his mother he wanted to go to church. Kousuke's mother thought her plan had worked because Kousuke looked very sad.

"Just be home in time for dinner," his mother said.

Kousuke walked down the street to the church and up to the altar. He looked
around to see if anyone was there. He picked up a statue of the Virgin Mary,
slipped it under his jacket and ran out of the church, down the street, into his
house, and up to his room. He shut the door and sat down and wrote his letter
to God.

LETTER 4:
I GOT YOUR MAMA.
IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN, SEND THE BIKE.

Signed,
YOU KNOW WHO


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