Sept 23, 2006

Dear Diary,

Daddy came home smellin’ like that weird smell that makes him talk funny. I don’t like when Daddy has that weird smell on him. He hurts me real bad. I don’t know why Daddy hates me so much. He always says to me, “You chased mommy away. You are a mistake.” I don’t know what that means. But I have a feeling it means something not good.

Oct 1, 2006

Dear Diary,

Everything hurts. Daddy got super-duper mad at me today for going over to my best friend Savana’s. Savana’s Mommy took me home after we played and yelled at Daddy. She told Daddy that she was going to call someone. My body hurts really, really bad. I coughed up this red stuff and my body has that red stuff on it too. My tummy hurts. So does my head. I’m cold. And sleepy. Imma go to sleep. Maybe I’ll feel better in the morning…

Oct 17, 2006

Dear Diary,

I am writing this from a place called Heaven. I don’t feel any more pain. Everyone here told me that Daddy abused me and that I was actually a good girl and that I would be loved here. I heard this song playin’ today while walking around. It was Savana’s Daddy singing it. He was talking about me. About how I lied and about how Savana prayed for me. He also said that when they got to school on Monday, they heard the news. The news about how Daddy ended up hurting me so bad he ended up killing me. I’m glad her Daddy wrote this song about me because there’s kids back at home that have the same problem as I had before I moved her. Jesus, the man who let me move here, said that this song is going to save many of those kids. I’m happy I get to save them.