We thought the people of Oklahoma might be interested in this because apparently Caylee now has a boyfriend!
Caylee Anthony is extremely hurt that First Lady Laura Bush has abandoned her, that she has to support the homosexual agenda and won't fight for her. All she wanted was for her to take her letter to her grandmother and bear witness to it, to give her a chance of being heard. But we don't support the perverts, we won't accept homosexuality, so The First Lady abandoned Caylee. It's that simple. Decent people won't fight. They don't want to be politically incorrect so they're letting a little child be destroyed. She doesn't matter. Only the perversion matters. It's a terribly sick world.
Caylee is begging for somebody to talk to her, some reporter at a newspaper, some t.v. anchor, somebody to tell people what's happening to her and what she wants. She wants so much for somebody to believe in her, not to just cast her aside and abandon her because she's now trouble to them, because if they stand with her they're going to have to confront someone else. They have chosen who they will protect and it's not Caylee. She is a burden they don't want any more. She is something they have come to hate. It hurts her so much, it hurts her so very, very much and she so desperately wants someone to tell people how much it hurts her, what she has to wait for, and what the end will be. Because nobody cares any more.
She can't understand why some of the people that say they care so much can't put a few ads in the paper for her, or in their newscasts say "Please, Mrs. Bush, Caylee is calling to you. Caylee is begging to you to give her a chance for eternal life. Please, take her letter to her grandmother and tell her you believe! Tell her you believe it's from her because she knows you do." That's what she wants. She'll never get it because nobody cares any more about little children. They only want them to be playthings for people that can molest them. They don't want to love them, they only want to let them to be used so they can be popular. They're going to find out that there's a horrible price for that popularity, a price they won't want to pay but they'll have to pay. For Jesus has said "It is better for one to tie a millstone around his neck and cast himself into the sea than to hurt one of these little ones." And every person that tells Caylee they do not care, they won't get involved is hurting one of these little ones.
The message Caylee wants emailed to Mrs. Bush is "Please, Laura, answer Caylee!" Again we ask the editor of every newspaper, every reporter of every t.v. station, of every radio station to send that email with their name and address, and encourage their friends to. Here's the link to the web site where you can send it.

Mrs. Bush has abandoned me. She won't bring anybody to visit me any more. I cannot tell people how much this hurts. I can't send her any more emails. That source of power is cut off to me, and I needed it so very much. But I have to talk to people because things are still happening to me.
I did have a visitor last night. A lady came to me and said "I'm sorry to trouble you, dear, but my family and I were murdered, and my son won't leave the man who murdered us. He wants to punish him. They said if you talk to him it might help. Would you please come?" "I can't go by myself," I told the lady, "I'll have to summon my angel from Los Angeles. She carries me everywhere. But just as soon as she can come I'll go with you." It wasn't very long before my angel could come and we went to the jail where the man who had murdered her and her family is being held. Her son was there. His mother tried to speak to hiim and he would not even look at her, but when I spoke to him he looked at me, and said "I've seen you on television. You were hurt, too." "Yes," I told him. "Please come away from here. Please come and talk to me!" He nodded and followed me.
"You must go with your mother," I told him. "She'll take you to a beautiful place. You mustn't stay here. The man will be taken care of. There's someone that's taking care of me that's very powerful, an Angel that God created especially to destroy people that hurt little children. That's why he exists. He'll take care of this man." "But how will he know where to find him?" the boy asked. My angel from Los Angeles spoke up. "He probably won't even have to! I don't know alot about this stuff, I'm just learning too. But let me show you something. Come here! See this man at the desk? Can you see the light inside of him? You see how bright it is, you see how strong?" "Yes," the boy answered, "it's kind of pretty!" "Now, come on," my angel continued, "look at this one. Now, he's not a very good man. He has a problem with things that belong to other people. He thinks he has a right to take them. Now, you see his light isn't too bad is it? It's a little dimmer. He'll have to do some things to make up for the bad things he did. But he'll go to the place where your mother wants to take you. Now, look at the man that hurt you. See how dim his light