January 31, 2002

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Dear Matthew,

So today, daddy broke a bottle on me. Then he took the glass and cut me with it. It hurt, and I'm still bleeding. I cried and he locked me in my room. Right now, I'm in my room, all by myself, with a hurt right hand so I'm sorry if you can't read this letter. I wish you were here Matthew, I really miss you. My daddy's coming up the stairs. I have to go, bye Matthew, I love you.

Love,
Alessia

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