After Mala places the S&M box back in the same position, she opens more boxes and still finds nothing that will prove if Rob killed Mr. Baker. She has gotten through most of the boxes and now she opens up another one and she finds something that she could be in luck with.
"Chris, I think I found something," she said examining what is inside.
"What is it?' He asked, moving closely to her looking inside.
They came across piles of sheets of loose papers and so many spiral note books inside. Mala grabs some of the letters and reads one out loud.
"I hate life, I hate myself, I hate my family, and most of all, I hate my asshole so called father I wish was dead right now. My dad hates my mom so bad I don't know why? I hate being in this hell hole house somewhere else."
Mala grabs another sheet.
"Today I found someone special in my life that means a lot. His name is Michael Baker. He lives across the street from us. I thank God I found a true caring friend like him who is my life saver. He helps me with everything, and I'm glad I can go over his house when things gets wild here. He gave me his race car collection he lets me play at his house. He is my Godfather who I care about and he is my best friend forever..."
"Most of these are like thank you letters about Mr. Baker and hating his abusive father. This isn't getting us nowhere," she said, scanning through more of the note books and flipping the pages. She soon discovers something in one note book and reads it out loud.
"I thought my nightmare would of been over with my dad but It's not. After my mom divorced my dad, my life got so fun and exciting with Mr. Baker for awhile, my cool friend. He always takes me to the park, get ice cream, food, we watch movies together, go to game rooms, he even teaches me how to draw and paint and handy man work, but that's not all he teaches me. There's another side to Mr. Baker I never would expected."
"Oh I wanna hear this," she said.
"I really love my best friend, but he makes me do things... He makes me do things I don't wanna do. I'm just 8 years old and the other side of him treats me like I'm a grown up. I'm starting to hate my best friend's other side. He does weird things to me when he wants me to stay in his house longer before I go home. He touches me in a way no grown up should touch a kid and I hate him for it. I hate what he do to me. I have no one to tell, I have no one to tell this to but you paper. You is the only thing I trust. I can't tell nobody about this, not even my mom. I hate My... I can't even call him my best friend anymore because best friends don't touch and make their friends do things they don't wanna do. I hate Mr. Baker, I wish he was dead! I'm never going back over there."
"Oooh what did Mr. Baker do to this guy?" Mala turns to the next page.
Author Ciara Webb
Story written by Ciara Webb
Co-author Mansi Rupesh More
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