It all started a few days ago when my son - that's Freddie, he's my son, look, I've got some pictures. That was him when he was three, um, that was him.. ok, I'll just put them there if you want to take a look later. Anyway, Freddie was across the hall with his friends. Well, I say 'friends', the way they treat him... the problem is that Puckett girl. I mean, she bullies my poor little Freddikins all the time and he, being such a perfect gentleman, can't do anything. I've always taught him that it's not nice to hit girls, but you know, sometimes I wish he'd forget that just once and teach that horrid girl a lesson.
Ok. So my Freddie had been playing with his friends, and I, being the caring mother I am, thought I'd go and check on him. After all, they're still only children, and Spencer's hardly the most responsible adult, so I like to make sure they're playing nicely every so often. Well, I have to say that when I opened that door, they weren't playing nicely at all. That girl was hitting my little boy so hard that his laptop had been knocked to the floor and smashed - those things aren't cheap, you know, but that girl has no respect for other people's things. So I asked her to stop attacking Freddie, and she complied. I took my little Freddie home to get him away from her. You would think that Carly would have done something to help, but she doesn't seem to care too much about him either. Sometimes I just really... Excuse me, I didn't mean to lose my temper there.
Well, I thought that would be the end of the issue for the time being. Freddie's a lovely child, naturally - he takes after me, you know - but I couldn't imagine that he would want to be friends with someone like Sam Puckett after she broke his laptop. She hadn't even thought to apologise! That girl has no manners, I can't think how her poor mother copes. I certainly wouldn't have let her get so wild if she'd been my child... Well, I spent the next few days looking after Freddie, and of course he was grateful for everything I did for him. We share a special bond, you see, more so than most mothers and sons do. I can always tell when he needs me, which is most of the time, and I'm always there for him when he does.
So this afternoon I was bringing him his lunch when I found that he'd gone out. There was a note on his bed, from that girl. Let me think, what was it? 'Meet me in the lobby, I have something.' I think that's what it was. Naturally, I realised that she couldn't be trusted - I've seen the things she does to him - so I hurried down to save my little boy from her. Well, by the time I got there things had got out of hand. The whole room was on fire! That girl was attacking my Freddie again, but I couldn't get to him in time before she dragged him out of the building. Spencer was there as well, and I have to say I was impressed that he was trying to protect the children from the fire. Of course, he could have stopped them fighting, but he's never been particularly competent when it comes to childcare. Lewbert, the doorman, didn't seem to be around either - typical of him, really, I don't know how he keeps that job.
From what my Freddie told me, apparently Sam had played another mean trick on him. It wasn't enough for her to break his laptop, no, she set it on fire and tried to kill him too! We're just lucky that he managed to get out of there without being seriously injured. I should hope that you'll be able to do something about her, Officer. I'm certainly happy to testify against her.