Saturday… September 24, 1984.

Dear Mr. Ichinose… we accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it was that we did wrong. What we did was wrong. But we think you're crazy to make us write this essay telling you who we think we are, what do you care? You see us as you want to see us… in the simplest terms and the most convenient definitions. You see us as a brain, an athlete, a vampiric freak, a princess, and to top it off, two criminals. Correct? That's the way we saw each other at nine o'clock this morning. We were brainwashed...



Also known as "The Breakfast Club."