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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 - Advanced)
Topic: Writing a Letter (handwritten correspondence) (10/21/10)
Dear Teacher,

The police officer said that a nice lady was coming to get me soon. He said that I won’t have to go to Daddy’s house any more. The principal said that I might have to go to a different school because I am going to live with a foster family. I’m a little bit scared because I don’t know a foster family, but the principal said they will take good care of me.

I will miss my kitty. She sleeps with me when I’m afraid, and I don’t think Daddy will take care of her. He doesn’t like Magpie. That’s my cat’s name. I call her that because that’s what Mommy used to call me. I was her Little Magpie. That was before Mommy went away. Now I don’t get to see her any more.

Mommy and I used to play at the park sometimes. She pushed me on the merry-go-round and I laughed and laughed. That’s when Mommy smiled. She had a pretty smile, but her eyes were always sad. One day I asked her why she was sad. She said that I was too little to understand, but her job was very hard. Mommy worked at night, but I don’t know where. Sometimes the babysitter couldn’t come. Then Mommy worked at home. She made a bed for me on the couch because she said her client was coming. When her clients came, I had to stay out of the room. I don’t know what a client is, but I think it’s a man because no women ever came. Some of them were nice and gave me candy, but one time a really bad man came, and he hurt Mommy. She had to go to the hospital. I was very scared. After that, she went away and I had to go live with my Daddy. Daddy said Mommy did a bad, bad thing, so she’s at a correctional institute, and that’s why I had to go live with him. He said I was a brat, and I had to earn my keep. That’s when he started hurting me. I don’t want to live with him any more.

I don’t like my Daddy because he’s mean to me. Do you think God is mad at me? One time I went to church with my babysitter because Mommy didn’t come home. The preacher said that God wants us to love others, but how can I love my Daddy when he hurts me?

Thank you teacher for always being nice to me. You never yell at me when I do not do my homework. You always smile at me, and you give me a hug when I cry. I like how you brush my hair in the morning, and give me clean clothes to wear when I come to school. I know you love me teacher, and I will always love you too. I will not forget you teacher. I hope you will always remember me.

Love,

Maggie
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Shann Hall-LochmannVanBennekom 
10/29/10
This is such a heartbreaking letter. The saddest part is there are many little ones out there who could have written this. Your story prompted me to pray for all the lost little ones in the world.
Beth LaBuff 
11/01/10
Yes, this is such a heart-breaking letter, that could have been written by so many young ones in our troubled world. You've captured a lot of emotion in this letter.
Jan Ackerson
11/02/10
Very heartbreaking!

I had questions about the age of the letter-writer, who has a very young voice. Could such a young child really write such a lengthy letter?

Always thankful for entries that portray teachers in a positive light--thank you so much!