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Goddess above do I hate to do this. But I'm trying to get a civil action suit going against the Cleary's.. I've been checking the MDOC Site weekly for new eviction cases and criminal cases.. And this is where I have to apologize profusely.. New cases are showing up when I type them in this time.. I just type in Cleary to see what I get.. And under normal circumstances I would NEVER try to contact a victims in a case.. But a part of me is hoping some of you may be their tenants.. And even if you're not, their head maintenance man, is an Active registered s*x offender, for a 2nd degree CSC offense. They have dragged my family into court for the second time under lies, and I refuse to let them win this time. I was hoping anyone might be willing to message with me or maybe even meet. Most people don't take me seriously because I don't work, and have always assumed I'm like most single mothers in this town, though I never have been. I'm not trying to say, all single moms are bad here, unfortunately there is a bad stereotype it is why Bridge Village is dubbed disgustingly, Baby Mamma Village, and why there are drug busts there so often, it is hard for Emergency Responders to NOT assume the worst about most that live there. They don't understand I've been unable to work since a very serious head injury in 2018 that forced me to drop out of college. It isn't from a lack of wanting to work. It also does not help that I have no tact or diplomacy when I speak to people and I speak with brutal honesty without thought of people's feelings 85% of the time, and I have no qualms about returning attitude immediately, it's my fatal flaw. That said, I'm not actually a horrible person, I just am not easy to get along with. As an aside, my mother is the opposite, she is very sweet, and if you have seen my comments and posts on any pages and are hesitant to speak with me because of that, please know, my mother, Michelle Scott, would gladly speak with you instead. She knows all of the issues. She is just.. not as active in trying to resolve them because, gods love her, because I do, she would let people use her for years. In fact she has, at her place of employment, and it's sickening. I have to fight most of our battles, with words, legally, or when I was younger there was the *coughs* bar fight once or twice, but the statute has run out and they were in states I will not name LMAO 😂🤣 and I swear self defense lol... That said she has all the things I don't which is the ability to deal with situations and people I can't, i.e. stupid people. (as I said brutal honesty is a fatal flaw) So if you would prefer to talk to her I understand completely. If you don't know anything about me, please know I've dealt with an illegal arrest in this town, yes it was legitimately an illegal arrest, I will gladly give you info if you want, I'm a survivor of DV, s*xual assault, and r**e. I currently rent from the Cleary's and have since they purchased the home I'm in from the original owners in Feb or March of 2021 and there has been nothing but big problems since fall 2022 to be fair I did yell at Delores, but she was risking my mothers safety by not having the plow guy come out because she was in a wheel chair and she was risking my mom falling and putting weight on a leg she could but ZERO weight on because if she did she would risk shearing a rod off in her ankle at the time. So yes that one time I yelled and told her she needed to do her damn job and not let snow pile up by feet for days. Never mind the unfixed issues in my unit. There have always been issues getting them to come over of course but that's typical of them I have heard. So, if you're a tenant.. please consider reaching out to myself or my mother. If you have any information that would help in the prosecution, of anyone directly involved we would appreciate it. I'm sorry this is so long... I just don't want to be misunderstood... I'm trying to find tenants to help.. My understanding is the housing officer has been to at least 5 of their properties to inspect this month. They need to be brought to justice, the entire family needs to be brought up on charges, along with those that have helped, and that is my goal, is to help the people of this town by doing that, but that can't happen if I don't have a little help from the people who have also been hurt by them... So if you will consider helping me... So we can help this town, it's truly all I've ever wanted...I can't do it alone.

I think I will be making flyers and I'll be posting them in town, I found out about two weeks ago that my head maintenance man the entire time I've rented from the Cleary's is an ACTIVE REGISTERED 2nd degree CSC offender. Their own nephew Charles Cleary. My upstairs neighbor who has lived here her whole life, who you would suspect would know this information, didn't know this information. It would be natural for me, someone not from here to not know. The fact a local didn't and wasn't made aware of the situation as a single female, that a convicted s*x offender would be in and out of her home is beyond reproachable, immoral, and disgusting. The fact they did not inform someone who they were made fully aware had a history of DV, s*xual assault, r**e, and a child in the home opens another door for civil litigation against them that they were more than aware of. I have not spoken about this aside from my neighbor and my mother and the person that contacted me privately about this issue because I was unsure of how to approach it. If I myself and a local don't know about this issue then surely others don't either and need to be made aware. Convicted 2nd degree CSC is not a joke or a game. These are public records, I didn't have to FOIA anything. Now I could go to city hall and do that. But it would violate every fiber of my being to risk knowing any other information about the victim in the case, as I am a victim, to the point, I don't want to know the age, s*x, etc what is on this docket is enough information for me.

I'm taking a slightly different approach than what I had planned to, I was going to contact someone, write a tell all on my family and expose our dirty little secrets to.. get some sort of justice for myself.. but that would make me no better than the woman I despise more than anything else in this world. I will write that autobiography, if for no other reason then to share my story to help someone else one day. However, I refuse to use my past as a weapon to get things I want done. If I'm going to do this I have to do it the right way, and threatening to destroy my father's career because he made horrible decisions as a man, husband, and father is not the way to do it. So, Matthew, if you ever see this for that, I apologize, I messed up, but you're not the man you were and we can't speak civility in decades. While it was wrong, and there is no excuse, that is all I can offer as to why I decided to go that route. Which is exactly what dirty politicians do, and I will never be that. I will only move forward with this with a clear conscience and with 100% transparency and brutal honesty.
Someone, I will not expose names on my feed of people I have communicated with, retained a lawyer downtown state to deal with the school once they found out where the school was located the lawyer said "nope give me 50k or I'm not dealing with them." NO ONE in our state will touch this corrupt town.
So I'm starting a petition to lobby against civil rights issues that are not just granted but protected by both the State and Federal Constitutions that are being egregiously and detrimentally violated by the political abuse of power and lack of accountability our officials hold themselves to. I'm hoping I can count on every one of my friends'support whether you live in my county/state or not, because this is a National issue. More to post soon. If you live in Sault Sainte Marie, MI or have lived here, or in MI please reach out to me if you would like to share your stories. I have met with other people who are already joining me. I look forward to hearing from you.

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There was a time, a long time ago, when I believed in beautiful things, happily ever after, in fairy tales, wishes, true loves kisses, and princesses and knights in shining armor. Then, I, like all of us, felt the sting of the world. I fell, I scr**ed my knees, my palms, I tripped and got up again, and kept trying like everyone around me. My life wasn't hard, or difficult, I had two loving parents, later a sister, we moved regularly which was harder making friends, but always offered the chance to become someone new. What was the girl scout at one school, became the athlete at the next, the athlete became a goth/theater nerd, the goth persona was dropped for a more preppy/Soho vibe at the next school, until finally there were no schools just places and people. I blocked out the bad memories as we all do from early childhood and didn't speak about the rest. I held my rage and anger like armor, a shield, by the time I was 15, I was dubbed a liar. I had, had s*x, been caught topless in my neighbors backyard grinding on top of another guy the one I lost my virginity to... and paraded around the backyard and house by my now deceased, thank the gods, grandfather, who had touched me when I was 13, topless... for 5 or 10 minutes before anyone decided I could put clothes on. In front of two fully grown men, my father, and grandfather... *shakes my head* I let my rage control me. Consume me. For years I allowed the actions of others to determine my worth, my position in life, whether I was worthy of respect or love, I've allowed others to belittle and disregard me because of my gender or where I come from, I allowed that to twist and consume me until I became something I couldn't recognize anymore. Until the person staring back at me was a stranger. Covered in scars, and filled with an emptiness that has no end. When I look in the mirror I don't see the dreams, and hopes, and wishes, and ideals, of a young girl, now I see death. Because all I was, was killed. By friends, family, loved ones, strangers, those meant to protect us, and most of all, by myself. Because, ultimately, I allowed it to happen. I have altered myself to suit the needs of others for so long, I have no idea where they start and I end, where they end and I start. Starting from the beginning with knowledge is the hardest thing in the world to do, but sometimes it's the most necessary step any of us can make in life.
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RANT: (Sorry guys this is... something I'm doing not to hurt people, but to help in the future. I have been affected for too long, been silent, or handled things wrong in the past, and it needs to be said both here and on the page I'm posting on, so maybe, it can reach someone else sooner than it did me... so they don't do things like this... when they've been isolated and shunned) SLUMLORDS:
I have lived in a property on Maple St. for a little over two years now. When we, my mother, son, and I, first moved in, it was owned by someone else, and we used a MSHDA voucher. Approximately, 3-4 months later (please keep in mind my short term memory is dodgy now, I rely a bit on my mom) someone else bought it. The property like many in town, is divided into three apartments, in one house, with a shared basement, and front door. Now, in fairness to the current owners, both the stove top, fridge, and front door had issues before they bought the property on my level. However, once the current owners bought the property it took, approximately 6-8 months to get a working front door k**b with lock that wasn't a fire and safety hazard to my home. We had to use a butter knife to shimmy our lock and k**b to get out of the door... But you could walk straight on in from the outside, real safe. They also never installed the carbon monoxide detectors MSHDA sent, while we were in the MSHDA program. *whoops* goddess only knows when the fire extinguisher was checked last.. and the wiring is so faulty in the house I doubt the smoke detectors work because none of the actually lights do except my kitchen light and bathroom light. The fridge and stove top remained broke. My ice cream sometimes melting and then my eggs sometimes freezing, while two burners would work when they chose. Then my mom broke her ankle last year, and unemployment is never fun to deal with as a seasonal employee and we got behind in rent and so we lost our MSHDA voucher. Our fault. We almost got evicted. The thing is, and yes I have the documents to still prove it, because they do paper receipts not electronic, really weird I know, we ended up paying double on some rent because they lost some of their receipts. I'm not sure how that's fair. And I still have broke stuff. And now no working dryer, they say they THINK they are doing away with the washer and dryer. But they are still in the lease, and still in the basement. Then 3 months ago my oven went out. I didn't bother telling them because, why? Nothing ever gets fixed. My mom has a leaky ceiling. Black mold growing behind a panel in my bathroom.... i was told to... clean it... twice.. just today actually.. i scrub whatever comes forward, i cant reach whatever is behind that wall. They've known about these problems before. The only two new ones were the oven going out and a random crack in my son's window that appeared, which they were informed of last Wednesday.
So when you show up looking happy today, and I'm in a good mood and let you in to investigate everything, and you flip my oven on and I scoff at you and roll my eyes and YOU RUDELY SAY "You don't expect us to take your word for it do you?" BEFORE giving me the chance to speak when I THEN SAID "No not at all. My mom told you guys to give us a call so we could flip it on for you for a few minutes before you got here." And you took that to mean "We tried twice this summer and you said no." You're right. I was busy. If it isn't an EMERGENCY, or YOU DO NOT PUT IN WRITING THE DAY AND TIME YOU ARE GOING INTO YOUR TENANTS UNIT TO DO WORK 24 HOURS BEFOREHAND YOU CANNOT ENTER WITHOUT PERMISSION. I was fine with you being here today until YOU got an attitude FIRST. I'm NOT going to tell you Bravo! for trying to fix the stove top finally this summer. Not when I've had 2 issues since you bought the place and gained 3 more you knew of for over two years, and now another 2, while I pay $900 in rent and $75 for electric. And EVERY TIME I try to talk about the situation you can't sit there while I calmly tell you what the problem is, you MUST interrupt. EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. Please learn manners. I won't state which landlords they are. But I have zero qualms moving forward with this. Since this is MY page Clearly Rentals in Sault Ste Marie, MI.

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Bring your friends here. Post your stories. I will gladly add people who know how to run a page. I'm not tech savvy, it is a HUGE downfall of mine. I would love stories from the U.P. and more to be spread everywhere. My story starts with my family, but it ends in the U.P. with police brutality and an incompetent health care system. I have opened the door for ridicule already with the first post into the beginning of my life. I will continue posting, as I go. This is enough for today though, from me.

I remember the arc of the light as the sun danced off the water droplets. I was running around laughing, soaking wet. Was it a van you owned then? I was laughing so hard. I remember swinging on the monkey bars half covered in dirt. I remember being dragged out of the ocean. I remember your shipmate took me out to surf, we got to the reef line. I was so scared and tiny, neither of you were with us, so I made him take me back to shore. I didn't learn to surf until years later. You'd be surprised by the things I know. I remember Elway, and the house in Washington with the half boat with the flower garden. I remember when you ate bad chicken and got so sick on the train, you were miserable. I remember the drive cross country we got to mom's parents then turned around and left to see James and Lisa. Have you seen or spoken to them since then? You never could keep friends. You're where I got it from. You make connections not friends. Mom kept the friendships. I remember swimming and seeing you chase me up and down the lanes.... I know where you are now. I always have. Do you? Do you know what's happened to me?... You wouldn't care. I stripped you of that right. I remember when I had to start being the other parent at 13 to a 8 year old child. A child, that when I was 11 I kissed and grabbed her ass, and *gags and throws up* dry hu**ed, my own sister. (I would like to add for readers, apparently this is normal among siblings at a young age, I have been told, I am NOT okay with this at all and it disgusts me to my core) You know this now. Because when the woman you call wife came to me when I was days from graduating high school she told me she was scared my sister had been molested. You had known for years, I told mom when she came home from her trip to Singapore with you, she told you, you knew. Why did I tell her? Because I was the child that never lied. Teachers, parents, your own command could come to me and knew they would get nothing but the truth. Or did you forget that when the OTHER girl stole the charm from PX in Japan and I had no clue about it. Or is that another story you want to twist and say I was smoking then too when it was just her, as you've been trying to do since I was oh in my 20's.... I only ever smoked, ci******es, in Ridgecrest, CA to p**s you off. Sorry Daddy, but maybe you should have stopped to ask why the child you could always trust would start lying, because if you recall, the one who lied is the one I HAD to parent when you chose to step out on my mother for at least the second time, and then put me in the middle of it until I was 19. Yet you wonder why I had myself kicked out of the Army... I was coming to get my sister, you took her first, and that's something I'll always regret, you taking her, not getting kicked out, it is an honorable discharge I'm not angry about my choice. Because I wasn't lying. Not to everybody, Dad, just you, and your wife. Did you know Destiny my babysitter in Hawaii molested me when I was 5? Found that out through therapy. Then the man you call father at 13 touched my breasts and ass as I modeled underwear for him. You, my grandma, everyone talks to him... it's sick. I never told anyone about the baby sitter until much later... it never dawned on me... memories of a kid resurface in therapy... I finally did that... not anger management like you wanted, I don't need that, 2 years of talking on a couch is enough. You still chose everyone else. I was a child when I did what I did and I never did it again. A grown man touched your daughter, your choice is to keep him in your life, your mother would have left him, if you hadn't chosen that woman, I fully believe that, every bad decision that has been made by me at least from 14-22 in relation to you, was because of that woman. Anything I could do to p**s her or you off was fine by me. You're so blinded by her and never wanting to be alone you can't see it. Did you know I never touched drugs until I graduated high school? Pot. I was working selling those knives, working at a diner, and a pizza joint, I'd made a huge sale and smoked for the first time at a party when I lived in Cali. You and your wife though... y'all are dead set that I've been doing drugs and smoking since our family, NOT HERS, lived in Japan. You know the hardest drug I've ever touched is x and molly... You know who sold it to me the first time? A Staff Sergeant in your precious military I got myself kicked out of while in AIT, 4 x tablets $20 a pill in 2008 btw. I didn't touch pot again until I was 20, I used X and molly again around 24ish 25ish after my kid was born, not around him, I was at rave, mom had the kid. this happened in different states where I lived at the time of course so. You and your wife though.... I don't know why when I drank my junior year I had a vivid memory or dream of doing drugs and my boyfriend in high school, Anthony, ra**ng me. I cannot for the life of me recall a single instance of it happening. But I said that drunk while 17 waking from a nightmare, I don't know. You'll notice I never tried to file a claim against him... He was an idiot, he wasn't that stupid, I mean we totally had s*x, in what was your at the time girlfriends bed as my petty revenge against you (your now wife) but he wasn't dumb enough to touch me against my will. Plus as you said in high school I dated "pigeon chested" guys I could've taken him at the time. You raised me that way for a reason. And let's be honest I've had drunken one night stands, one of them and lying by omission is part of why my last relationship failed epically, hence why I don't do that, I'm not gonna blame a guy because I got drunk and woke up naked. (BEFORE anyone comes at me! I actively make the choice to sleep with someone BEFORE I'm too drunk. Like, I dress, personally, me, certain ways when I go out, if I want to have s*x or not, so if I get drunk and have s*x, I knew going out I wanted it, and I had already selected said guy before getting trashed. If I chose to get trashed AFTER said selection that is my choice. THAT is the difference and what I mean by what I said) I know I spread that rumor in Ridgecrest about you slapping me a couple times, and there was the one time in the truck you did, though I deserved it, jumping out of a moving vehicle is stupid, even at 10-15 mph, but of course by the time the rumor got to you, the kids had twisted it to you beating me. I am so fu***ng sorry for that. You didn't deserve that. You never asked though. Not once, in all these years, why the daughter who once loved, adored, worshipped the very ground you walked on, I would have done damn near anything you asked, but you never asked why.... why I would start lying to you, or to people about you, not once. Maybe you asked others, and yourself, you never asked me. Because I never stopped being the exact person you raised me to be. I've screwed up, yea I did some drugs as an adult, but I didn't become an addict, the closest I came was when I fractured my knee cap at 18 and was addicted to my own script. So here it is: I hate you, for everything. Every time you left us even though it was to take care of us and the country, I have followed you all these years, you were never giving it up, and goddess do I respect you for it, but I hate you for it, I hate you for destroying our family, I hate you for hating me being EXACTLY like you, everything I am I learned from you, because I am NOTHING like my mother, I hate you for never believing me, I hate you for choosing her why couldn't it be my chemistry teacher.. the blonde do you remember her.. you never even asked her.. you both thought each other were attractive too and gave you the go ahead.. you guys would have been great, I hate you for leaving me in the hands of my abuser when I begged for help, I know I wasn't innocent in the beginning, my mouth can be as volatile as yours, we both know you didn't really start learning tact and diplomacy until you were an officer, a bit when you were Master Chief but come on.. don't pretend with the people who know you. Here's the thing though you don't know the whole story about what happened with him and I. This platform will provide that in time. And I despise you for not being able to pick up the phone keep me off speaker phone and have a private conversation with one of your two biological daughters, you've seen all but in passing, except back in San Diego when I was 22, without your wife listening and then end the call with "I love you." I have done nothing to not warrant a parents love, and you took that from me. I have never, hurt a child on purpose, taken a life, hurt animals, or the planet, or anything like that. I have needed assistance financially that might exceed what one would help an adult child with. But you threw me out at 18, because I was talking s*xually to a 26 year old man and accidentally posted a picture of your house with the number showing because I took a selfie. Social media was just spiking. I had two jobs, just landed a 3rd at a roller rink, you said I had to work, no drinking or drugs(I had only done pot despite your beliefs at that point and the weird dream), and start college with the next semester, I had to pay for the first semester if I passed you'd help pay for the rest of college. I was doing that. I didn't break a known rule. I didn't understand social media yet. You were deployed and let your wife throw me onto the street with a plane ticket going wherever I wanted, sure, but with no place to live at the end of wherever I wanted go. So yea, that guy just wanted to have s*x, I knew that even at 18 Dad, and so I changed my flight details, not knowing it cost money to do that, I was 18, used your card to turn on my cell phone on for communication because your card was the last one on file to have paid for it, which you promptly reversed 24 hours later, I knew I wouldn't get more than 24-48 hours of usage, and then you guys canceled my ticket all together and left me homeless in Seattle. I had what was at the time the best night of my life with that guy I hope you know that. And he used me for s*x for one night in a hotel. And when I went to the airport to fly out the next day, I was stranded. That's my fault. I illegally turned my phone on, you could have had me arrested for that. Instead you reversed the charges. You know what you didn't do though. Neither of you, tried saying, don't talk to him anymore, you can't "date" have s*x with hang out with whatever with people outside of family friends and family that old you're still too young. I would have argued I was 18, but you didn't even try. You just bought a ticket and threw me out. Because I DIDN'T KNOW her precious comfort or couldn't be washed, I'm sorry you elitist b****, maybe tell someone before they start their weekly chores when they JUST moved in versus losing your mind, again the post on social media, could a just talked to me, instead you used all things to throw me out, because SHE didn't want me there. The two of you used the lamest 3 excuses to kick a working 18 year old out of your home. I NEVER wanted the military. You can hate me for every decision I've made regarding the military, THAT decision, that's YOUR fault. You need to accept responsibility for your part in the things you did in people's lives. You're not anymore innocent than me, my ex husband, your father, or the woman you call wife. We all have our parts to play in this. YOU KNEW what I wanted to do with my life. I just needed a year off from school, I took it, then agreed to your rules, and you let her throw me out over those 3 things. I own what I did and do. You can't and never have. That is why you have seen your grandson 1 time in ten years. And why, among so many other reasons you will never see him again while I draw breath. I miss the man I called Dad, I don't know who you are, you're not my hero, you're not who I wanted to be when I grew up, and if this ever makes it to you and you see later posts, I hope it shatters your heart like you shattered mine all those years ago. Because Daddy, you Sir, are the reason, I fail to maintain a single healthy relationship in my life. Believe me the therapy worked. I know what the problem is, I have addressed it. So I would like to thank you, my baby sitter, your father, and my ex husband for the years of unpaid work, school I missed, life, etc because of choices and actions you all made... for 3 of you, I was a child for most of it... You Dad don't get to judge me, not when your father had touched me the year before the divorce, then you announce at 14 you're splitting for good, 15 I find out you stuck something somewhere you shouldn't have, I don't care what she did after that, you did it at least twice. And because I don't kink shame, I don't think you want me airing out, your s*xual preferences while you were with her on here... that might shock some people to find out what exactly you're into.... I think I was allowed to be a little hateful, and yea, of course I stopped swimming, I had been touched more than once, even if I couldn't recall it, I had done something awful at 11, and my family was a wreck. and you still kept coming around to coach my sports, volleyball, softball, you wouldn't stay the hell away. So I quit it all in Monterey I had to get away from you. I didn't stop loving sports or theater, I hated you, we couldn't wrestle because your wife said it wasn't appropriate.... Since when? You had been rough housing with me my entire life... I've had more concussions than I can count, because of them, and my last TBI, I'm certainly screwed for life now. Since when was it not okay for girls to rough house and wrestle with their own father's? I have told white lies and fibs because if I tell someone it makes them look fat, I'm the bad guy, the town I live in HATES ME, because I'm JUST LIKE YOU, I'm too honest for my own good. And, I am a woman, I can't say I always avoid drama and pettiness and that I wasn't in it in high school. I have withheld information, which I no longer do, unless for surprises, but I'm more blunt now and really don't care anymore, I don't make a habit of lying to people. You know this. I only lie to people who hurt me, if that includes lying to others to protect myself from that person, or the 5 people I will cry over when they die, then I will do just that. I will do anything it takes to protect me and those 5 people. There is nothing I do without a purpose behind it. Maybe not when I was younger, but you don't know me now, and you never took the time to try. You just chose to listen to your wife. Someone who at the time, you barely knew. Mom may have walked out for 6 months, she may have become a raging drunk and became close to a full blown alcoholic while I was in high school, but you're the one who broke us. All of us. Repeatedly. How you ever thought I liked that woman. She jumped over the back of a couch and got nose to nose with a 14 year old and when I pushed her out of my space, because I felt threatened, SHE laid hands on me and wanted to call the cops on ME. You defended her, you let her stay. Should I at 14 have been yelling at my father? No. I was 14. She had been around 6-8 months max she had no business doing that. She had no business coming to my door while you tried to calm me down while I was trying to pack to go stay with mom knocking and saying "Mattie please come take a picture of these scratch marks on my chest." You had no business forcing me to stay, you should have taken me to my mother. (see ex husband running when I need space has always been the go to you should have listened to my mother instead of KIDNAPPING ME because that's what YOU did all those years ago every time we fought what is the statute of limitations for prosecuting on kidnappings and holding someone hostage? it happened in Hawaii and Michigan so we're looking at two different jurisdictions when it comes to that happened from the ages of 22-24.5, I am 34 almost 35, I know 7 years is r**e cut off in Michigan this isn't for this post, soon though) You were the beginning of my end Dad. I hope you see this. I hope you find out, I never wanted your money, just your support and love, and maybe to be rescued when I was lost, but all I could ever get from you was your money, that's why I cut YOU off. I hope you find out one day you broke the thing most precious to you and can never get it back. I hope one day you see this and it breaks your heart. I hope one day you see this, and you know I am lost to you, forever, because of your choices. I hope one day when you look back, you'll miss me, just like I miss who my dad WAS, my hero, and I'll forever wish I could see him one more time because you're just the shell that carries my father's face.