First Letter:
Dear Daddy,
I love you. I really do. But Daddy, I just saw your picture on the news arresting somebody who was only trying to help a pregnant lady to understand why she should not kill the baby in her stomach.
I thought the FBI caught bad people like, you know, rapists and murderers and drug sellers and other really bad people who are really hurting lots of people like little kids and regular women and men like the kind that live near us.
So, I’m really confused, Daddy. Why are you arresting that man who only handed that lady a booklet on babies in the stomach?
Love you, Your Daughter
Second Letter:
Dear Daddy,
Remember I love you. I really do. So, like, I haven’t heard back from you after I gave you the first letter. I know you got it because I gave it to you.
Daddy, why are you so mad?
Are you mad at me?
Love you, Your Daughter
Third Letter:
Dear Daddy,
Mama told me to stop writing letters asking you questions about your job. She said your job is very hard and you have to do as you’re told or else we’ll lose the house. What does that mean? Does it mean we’ll be homeless? I don’t understand this at all.
Mama said you HAVE to do as YOU ARE TOLD, Daddy. But Daddy, if you’re being told to do something that is wrong, isn’t that also wrong? I mean, you’ve always told me to stand up for what is right, so why aren’t you?
Why aren’t you doing what is right? And why would they take our house if you do the right thing? Daddy, I am very scared.
Please, please, please, please talk to me, okay?
Love you, Your Daughter
Letter Four:
Daddy, Mama came in the bedroom last night and took the fourth letter I was starting to write to you so I’m writing this letter at school in the lunchroom. I put it in your briefcase.
Dear Daddy, I like our house. But I don’t want it if it means you are being made to arrest a man with seven kids who is only trying to help a baby stay alive!!! Daddy!!! Please, please, please, please explain to me why what he did is wrong? It’s not wrong. It’s not.
I don’t like the FBI anymore. They are making you do bad things. What if they ask you to do something bad TO ME? What if that was me talking to that lady about not killing her baby? Would you arrest me, too? Would you point a gun at me for just talking to a woman about her baby?
Daddy, please, please, please, please stop doing bad things. I thought you were supposed to do good things for people who are not criminals. PLEASE TALK TO ME!!!!
Sincerely, Your Daughter
PS: Daddy, will you and Mama kill the baby girl inside Mama right now if the people at work tell you to? I’ll babysit for free if that will help.
PPS: Please write back if you don’t want to talk.
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