Most Sincere Greetings!

First of all yes, I am the little girl that was murdered in Florida. I am being taken care of by Mr. and Mrs. Polley who are servants of God who live in Bismarck, North Dakota and can do the most wondrous things. I did a very, very bad thing and because of that eventually I will have to be destroyed forever. Mr. Polley is trying to find a way to prevent that, but they all involve reaching my mother and gaining her cooperation which is just about impossible.
I have written a letter to my grandmother and sent it to Mrs. Bush, asking her to take it to my grandmother in Florida and tell her that she believes it is truly from me. Mr. Polley keeps dreaming that you go with Mrs. Bush. You do not know how much that would delight me if you would tell my grandmother too, that you believe the letter is from me and that she should do what I ask her to do. It is the only hope I have. I dream of being a little girl again. I've never known what it is like to love a man as a grown up. I have always been a child. I have never been an adult. I want so much for Mr. Polley to be my father so I can love him as a child and he would see too it that I would grow up and have a chance to find a young man and know what it is like to be a woman. Unless I get Mrs. Bush's help I will never know that. In a little while I will never know anything. So you can understand how desperate my plea is.
The main reason I am writing you is to tell you that God is very upset with your husband because he supports the homosexual agenda. That's an awful word...agenda! But anyway, He doesn't like all this homosexual stuff that your husband will be doing at the inauguration. He is against all of it! And He is against stopping don't ask don't tell, and is asking President Bush to organize the army to oppose it, saying they will not serve if your husband makes it so men like that can tell them what they want to do. It is hard for me to understand a lot of this. As I said I have never been a woman, I have always been a child. But do you really want people telling your daughters to do these things, that it's all right for them to let women touch them, that it's socially acceptable? Do you really want women doing that to them? Would you want them drafted into the army and made to sleep with women that wanted to do that? God doesn't think so. God doesn't think you want any child exposed to that and he wants you to tell your husband that it has to stop! He wants you to tell him that though you love him and always will you cannot go to the inauguration unless he gets rid of all these gay people and publically announces that it's unacceptable. God does not want you to live in The White House. He wishes you to take your daughters someplace else, perform your duties as First Lady, but not live in The White House as long as homosexuals are permitted there. You want no lesbians on The White House staff that would be around your daughters. I know these things would be difficult. It is hard sometimes to tell those you love that they can't do something. But God thinks you are a decent woman who will understand that it is not wrong for you to correct your husband when he is doing something wrong, even if you have to deny him his rights as a husband to make him know how strong your feelings are on the matter.
I wish I understood these things better. I wish I understood more of what God is saying. I know what it is not to be loved. I am only now learning what love really is, and I am learning from someone that could destroy me with a thought, that could cease my existence in a moment and has every right to, but instead is doing all in his power to see that I have justice and that I can find peace. He's so very, very smart! He can tell me so many things. Sometimes I keep thinking I should just go away and not cause him so much trouble. That I should let him take care of my mother. Everybody keeps telling me "No! No! Stay! Fight! Don't give up!" But it's hard sometimes. It's very hard! You could never udnerstand. You don't know how much it hurts. You don't know how bad the thing was I did. But I don't want other women doing bad things like my mother did and hurting other little girls. And if we don't stop the homosexuals it will get worse and worse. Mothers won't care about their daughters except for them to grow up and be something they can play with. That is unthinkable! That is unacceptable!
I only have this one opportunity to talk to you. God arranged it especially because Mr. Polley won't be able to talk to you and your husband. But He would be able to talk to you if you were fighting the homosexuality, if you were helping them. God has asked Mrs. Bush to organize a big anti gay rally for inauguration day. If you were to tell your husband that you will not attend the inauguration but will be joining the rally it would be a tremendous victory for God, and you would be leading the way for every other woman in The United States that wants to keep their children's souls from being destroyed. Take it from a child whose soul is destroyed and awaits ony eternal night that this is something that no loving mother wants for their children. I have no hope. But if I can give thousands of other children hope then the time I existed will have meaning, will have purpose. I will be worth something. If these few words that I have spoken to you reach your heart and make you understand that no matter how much we love someone we can't let them do evil, then the time that I have had will be glorious, and when I fade into oblivion I will not be afraid, for I will know I have left something behind, that I was of value.
That's all I can say to you. I can't think of anything else. I'm upsetting everyone around me, but perhaps these words from a lost child will have meaning to you. Perhaps if you understand my agony you will try your best to keep others from suffering that same agony.

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