hello my name is brenda, if you found this then you know now that i am dead. when i was noticed that they were watching me i wrote every thing on a note until they kidnaped me and i wrote the letter. i knew they were going to kill me and i didnt even know why they did. my mom was a druggie so i didnt really care if they killed me or not. but instead of getting it done and over with they drug me in the woods tied me in between two trees and took turns raping me i tried to be a big girl like momma wanted me to be but all that preasure on a little girl was to much i died instaly. but now i watch them haunting and taughting them to me its funny, to them its not cause their going to die. every day i will go vistit the spot i died to watch the police try to figure out what had happened but they wont because the men that did it are dead to so how they supose to help me if their dead.
