Hello again Mr. LoCker Buddy,
Me again. Cara. Won't you write back to me or come see me again? i thought it was funny what you did to the teacher and there I was being bord and writing all over my pad when everything I wrote down started appearing on the chalkboard. funny, funny.
Cood you tell me what's going to happen to the Man in the Gym? I herd him talking a week ago but i didnt know he was one like you. he kept saying that he wasnt going to dob anyone in, that hed forgive them if they just got him down and that he was hungry and cold and tired and he was being sweet and then two days later he started sweering and screaming and say hed rip them apart if they didnt get him down.
yesterday, he started being nice again to people he could see in the gym, playing ball games, he sounded real young like he was a stoodent in school and he started crying and asking why nobody wood help him and why wed put him up there. he said he was sorry for calling Mrs. Smith names. Mrs. Smith is one of our teachers, do you know?
well, i got sick of the noises and nobody else could hear them so i thowt thats why he was so angry. Becoz he could hear everybody and see everybody but they coodnt hear or see him.
you know what the gym looks like, Mr. Locker Buddy? It's got one of them round roofs like half a circle and theres these big fat things in there, mom calls them girders, is that how you spell it? Girders? They follow the wall up and then bend with the roof and then come back down the other side.
anywayz, I went to see who was up there so i climbed them when nobody was looking and he started talking to me. started saying how he was so glad i was there and how hed be my bestest frend if id just get him down.
when i was crawling across the roof part of the girder i cood see this platform hung by chains in the middle of the roof. it was like a grille, you know? and there was this boy on it being held up by a couple more chains and his head was sort of hanging down like he was looking at the floor and he was begging me to help him down.
i was sooo scared but i jumped across okay. I'm a good jumper, Mr. Locker Buddy, everybody says so. so i jumped across and he still woodnt look at me and i askt what he was doing there and he says Mrs. SMith got angry and put him up there. she held him back because he was nawty and she hit him with a bat and he fell down and she put him up there.
Mrs. Smith is our gym teacher.
anywayz, he said she was really angry and kept saying he was a bad, bad boy who woodnt do things right and that he was mad. said something about slapping someone when they go a bit mad in the head and pinching to make sure it isnt a dream and that with a little payne hed be all better and good and kind.
he said his belly was really hurting him and that he was real thirsty and hot and shaking but he woodnt look at me so i thowt he was tyrd and picked up his head and his eyes were open but he was smelly and looked real pale but his fingers were broozed like in that doco Medical Detectives where they say blood sinks to the extr i dont know how to spell it but like if a dead mans on his back hed have blood sink to his back well thats what it was like and he was really dead and smelly and i think i know him. his names Sam and he went missing three years ago and he was looking real bad now.
so he keeps talking to me and i think his mouth moved, it seemed like it did even thow it didnt move. Seemed like he had tears and was crying but his face was pretty dry. anywayz he keeps going on about his headache and how he really wants a drink and i keep thinking THIS GUY IS DEAD so i start screaming.
he kept begging for help when the police got him down, got real confewzed when they said he was dead and didnt want a blanket over his head. I put my hands on my ears but he kept being noizy and crying all the way to the dead people's place and i was just wondring if when people died if they stay like that. Stuck in their bodies and seeing things like normal?
be really scary.
Will that happen to me when I die?
I don't want to die, Mr.
Is Cheryl and Alessa dead? You never said they were, Mister but im not sure and i know Dahlia, yes, but shes in hospital in a koma and wont wake up. shes burnt pretty bad and harrys in hospital too, you know? think i heard something about a Cybil but people dont like to talk about these things.
who is cheryl, by the way?
whats her last name?
is she little like me? well, I'm not that little. I'm 9.
is Alessa that girl who died in the fire?
Mommy hugged me last nite and told me not to worry. said my little sister was in the silly season and was staying at Nannas but i havent seen Nanna in a long, long time and they wont let me call or nothing. do you know where my Nanna is? they havent even talked about her for a long, long, long time and wont let me talk about her. when i was six, they stopped talking about her or letting me see her and i think they had a fite becoz everyone was crying then, too, and one of the days a lot of people dressed in black and i fought it was a fyuneral but it wasnt becoz i went to stay with a friend overnite and it was fun.
have you seen my sister?
hope the bedroom monster didnt get her but im not scared. if the monster got her I'll just get her strate back becoz im really brave, arent I Mr. Locker Buddy?
Write me a new letter soon, Mr. Buddy.
Missing you,
From Cara
Me again. Cara. Won't you write back to me or come see me again? i thought it was funny what you did to the teacher and there I was being bord and writing all over my pad when everything I wrote down started appearing on the chalkboard. funny, funny.
Cood you tell me what's going to happen to the Man in the Gym? I herd him talking a week ago but i didnt know he was one like you. he kept saying that he wasnt going to dob anyone in, that hed forgive them if they just got him down and that he was hungry and cold and tired and he was being sweet and then two days later he started sweering and screaming and say hed rip them apart if they didnt get him down.
yesterday, he started being nice again to people he could see in the gym, playing ball games, he sounded real young like he was a stoodent in school and he started crying and asking why nobody wood help him and why wed put him up there. he said he was sorry for calling Mrs. Smith names. Mrs. Smith is one of our teachers, do you know?
well, i got sick of the noises and nobody else could hear them so i thowt thats why he was so angry. Becoz he could hear everybody and see everybody but they coodnt hear or see him.
you know what the gym looks like, Mr. Locker Buddy? It's got one of them round roofs like half a circle and theres these big fat things in there, mom calls them girders, is that how you spell it? Girders? They follow the wall up and then bend with the roof and then come back down the other side.
anywayz, I went to see who was up there so i climbed them when nobody was looking and he started talking to me. started saying how he was so glad i was there and how hed be my bestest frend if id just get him down.
when i was crawling across the roof part of the girder i cood see this platform hung by chains in the middle of the roof. it was like a grille, you know? and there was this boy on it being held up by a couple more chains and his head was sort of hanging down like he was looking at the floor and he was begging me to help him down.
i was sooo scared but i jumped across okay. I'm a good jumper, Mr. Locker Buddy, everybody says so. so i jumped across and he still woodnt look at me and i askt what he was doing there and he says Mrs. SMith got angry and put him up there. she held him back because he was nawty and she hit him with a bat and he fell down and she put him up there.
Mrs. Smith is our gym teacher.
anywayz, he said she was really angry and kept saying he was a bad, bad boy who woodnt do things right and that he was mad. said something about slapping someone when they go a bit mad in the head and pinching to make sure it isnt a dream and that with a little payne hed be all better and good and kind.
he said his belly was really hurting him and that he was real thirsty and hot and shaking but he woodnt look at me so i thowt he was tyrd and picked up his head and his eyes were open but he was smelly and looked real pale but his fingers were broozed like in that doco Medical Detectives where they say blood sinks to the extr i dont know how to spell it but like if a dead mans on his back hed have blood sink to his back well thats what it was like and he was really dead and smelly and i think i know him. his names Sam and he went missing three years ago and he was looking real bad now.
so he keeps talking to me and i think his mouth moved, it seemed like it did even thow it didnt move. Seemed like he had tears and was crying but his face was pretty dry. anywayz he keeps going on about his headache and how he really wants a drink and i keep thinking THIS GUY IS DEAD so i start screaming.
he kept begging for help when the police got him down, got real confewzed when they said he was dead and didnt want a blanket over his head. I put my hands on my ears but he kept being noizy and crying all the way to the dead people's place and i was just wondring if when people died if they stay like that. Stuck in their bodies and seeing things like normal?
be really scary.
Will that happen to me when I die?
I don't want to die, Mr.
Is Cheryl and Alessa dead? You never said they were, Mister but im not sure and i know Dahlia, yes, but shes in hospital in a koma and wont wake up. shes burnt pretty bad and harrys in hospital too, you know? think i heard something about a Cybil but people dont like to talk about these things.
who is cheryl, by the way?
whats her last name?
is she little like me? well, I'm not that little. I'm 9.
is Alessa that girl who died in the fire?
Mommy hugged me last nite and told me not to worry. said my little sister was in the silly season and was staying at Nannas but i havent seen Nanna in a long, long time and they wont let me call or nothing. do you know where my Nanna is? they havent even talked about her for a long, long, long time and wont let me talk about her. when i was six, they stopped talking about her or letting me see her and i think they had a fite becoz everyone was crying then, too, and one of the days a lot of people dressed in black and i fought it was a fyuneral but it wasnt becoz i went to stay with a friend overnite and it was fun.
have you seen my sister?
hope the bedroom monster didnt get her but im not scared. if the monster got her I'll just get her strate back becoz im really brave, arent I Mr. Locker Buddy?
Write me a new letter soon, Mr. Buddy.
Missing you,
From Cara