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This was written January 13, 2006 in Microsoft word.
Something terrible has happened. I don’t even know where to begin.
My friend, Packrat (real name Samantha) shot and killed her mother. We knew she was having problems at home, but…God. She told us about her father. He was beating her, among other things. We filed a report with the police, but nothing happened. She told us a few days ago she was going to kill her parents. But then she laughed it off. Another girl told the office, but it was too late.
She is a good person. I found out this morning. I sort of pushed it to the back of my mind and pretended it wasn’t real. But then they pulled me out of class and asked me if I wanted to see a group of her friends that where gathering in the office. I said yes, and has soon has I walked in I saw all of our friends crying. It just sort of hit me like a ton of bricks. I started sobbing on the spot.
This is my friend, Packrat. Who can fit anything into her pockets, makes funny noises when you tickle her, reads all the magazines at borders and never buys them, who didn’t care about her grades nearly has much has she should have, and above all, is a good person who would never hurt a fly. She is not a murderer.
Maybe if we’d taken more steps to help her, she wouldn’t be sitting in a jail cell right now. I know her, and this wasn’t her. I keep expecting for someone to show up and say: “I’m sorry we got the names mixed up.” or tell us that it’s all some twisted joke.
But she doesn’t deserve what’s coming to her. At the very least, she’s now in a place where her father can’t hurt her any more. And that’s something.
They haven’t charged her with anything yet. We will do all we can to help her.
I look around and I see people doing all these things as if nothing terrible has happened. I want everything to just stop and recognize what has happened. But, it still goes on.
Do me a favor, if you pray, pray for her, please?
For more information:
http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/front/3586800.html
Something terrible has happened. I don’t even know where to begin.
My friend, Packrat (real name Samantha) shot and killed her mother. We knew she was having problems at home, but…God. She told us about her father. He was beating her, among other things. We filed a report with the police, but nothing happened. She told us a few days ago she was going to kill her parents. But then she laughed it off. Another girl told the office, but it was too late.
She is a good person. I found out this morning. I sort of pushed it to the back of my mind and pretended it wasn’t real. But then they pulled me out of class and asked me if I wanted to see a group of her friends that where gathering in the office. I said yes, and has soon has I walked in I saw all of our friends crying. It just sort of hit me like a ton of bricks. I started sobbing on the spot.
This is my friend, Packrat. Who can fit anything into her pockets, makes funny noises when you tickle her, reads all the magazines at borders and never buys them, who didn’t care about her grades nearly has much has she should have, and above all, is a good person who would never hurt a fly. She is not a murderer.
Maybe if we’d taken more steps to help her, she wouldn’t be sitting in a jail cell right now. I know her, and this wasn’t her. I keep expecting for someone to show up and say: “I’m sorry we got the names mixed up.” or tell us that it’s all some twisted joke.
But she doesn’t deserve what’s coming to her. At the very least, she’s now in a place where her father can’t hurt her any more. And that’s something.
They haven’t charged her with anything yet. We will do all we can to help her.
I look around and I see people doing all these things as if nothing terrible has happened. I want everything to just stop and recognize what has happened. But, it still goes on.
Do me a favor, if you pray, pray for her, please?
For more information:
http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/front/3586800.html