If you are new to this blog, you may want to read the posts “In a Nutshell” or go to July 2012 and read “Sending out a Letter.” My daughter Emma Katherine Roey lied about a friend being raped and attempting suicide, claimed to have been molested by a priest, and then, just as her attorneys were about to file a law suit, Emma accused her mother (me) of physically abusing her and later of poisoning her with DDT. Emma claimed to have a toxicology report to confirm that her mother (me, again!) poisoned her, but would never turn over this report to my attorney. If you read through the blog, you will find many other examples of Emma’s lying. At one point, she even complained about the way her dad touched her and that he called her a “bitch” and a “slut” everyday. (I refused to listen to her when she talked about her dad like that.) As long as Emma continues with the lies, I will tell her story. Love and thanks to all of you who read and have written to me. If you have any questions or comments, please contact me at: losingemma@gmail.com Please continue to share the blog with others.
Emma Roey, Emma Kate Roey, Emma Katherine Roey
Part 15 September 14, 2009 Emma starts off asking “Lacey” how she is and saying she hadn’t heard from her in a while. She talks about babysitting T. on Friday and complains that T. had a hissy fit when Emma told her she had to eat half her noodles. Emma says that T. never wants to eat dinner but always wants popcorn and junk food. Emma tells “Lacey” that T. went insane. She started trying to wipe her mouth on Emma’s shirt (she knows that’s a no-no) and when Emma pushed her away, she just went nuts. T. threw her entire plate on the floor and slung a bowl of Ranch dressing on the wall, knocked the juice boxes to the floor and she was laughing the whole time. .. Emma didn’t know what to do. She had never been that bad. Nothing Emma said or did got her attention. Finally, Emma grabbed her by t the shoulders and marched her into the living room. “You are going to sit on this chair and face the wall until you get this thing out of your system. I am not dealing with this, T. You do not move until I come back from cleaning up your mess. Do not move.” Finally Emma got through to her. Emma could hear her sobbing while she cleaned up the kitchen, which was no small task. When Emma finished, T. was repentant enough to eat half her noodles in exchange for a promise of popcorn. They watched Lady and the Tramp in peace, and then the next crisis struck. Emma reminds “Lacey” that she had mentioned that T was going to be Emma’s flower girl when she got married. Well, T. decided that Emma had waited long enough. “Miss Emma, you need to get married for my birthday.” Her birthday was the following month. Ummmm, Emma thought …… no. She Tried to Explain to T. that she was not getting married for a long time and T. had another meltdown. “But I want you to get married now!” Emma said she felt bad for T. but sheesh, she was crying over her babysitter’s wedding! (I wasn’t there, so I don’t know for sure, but I sincerely doubt the story about T. throwing food on the floor and on the walls is a lie. T. was a very active little girl, but she adored Emma and would do anything she asked. I never heard her mom or grandmother talk about T. doing anything like Emma described. I do not think they would have tolerated that kind of behavior. Also, if T. had acted so bratty, as Emma described, I’m sure Emma would have complained about it when she got home from babysitting. She always came home and told me everything that went on when she babysat. I never heard this story, so I doubt it happened.) Emma says church was her one almost blissfully uneventful time. She ended up helping with Children’s Chapel, which was a kid-friendly service during the sermon so that the adults could hear the sermon. Emma talks about how she’d rather hear the Children’s sermon than the priest’s because his usually start out good but then wander in the wilderness for forty years. In other words, we start talking about prayer and then we’re talking about duct tape and it is like, how’d that happen? Ah, the joys of an ADD priest. Unlike Jordan, Emma does try to pay attention in church, but it’s hard. The youth group was dramatic the previous night. Emma was talking to Evan when Jordan ran past them and out the door, and Evan looked at Emma because everyone knows that anything Jordan does is Emma’s fault (or at least it seems like it…). “That’s not good…” Emma had no clue what happened, because she wasn’t watching, but apparently both Rob and Jordan were talking about the Sock Hop being the same day as homecoming… and Rob is asking someone to Homecoming. That someone not being Jordan. Emma ran outside and saw her halfway down the nature trail. The two girls sat on some benches and Jordan just cried about wanting a boyfriend and wanting a date for homecoming. Emma said Evan came to look for them and Jordan hid her face against Emma’s shoulder saying she didn’t want him to see her like that. Emma told Jordan it was ok because it was only Evan, and Jordan whispered pathetically, “Please make him go away.” So Emma asked Evan to get her purse from the church, and thank goodness Emma had her makeup from taking it on the canoe trip. She told Jordan they would fix her makeup and then go back inside. Jordan asked if she looked that awful, and Emma wrote her thoughts in the letter, “Um, yes, actually…not that I’d tell you that.” But she said to Jordan, “No hun, your mascara’s just running. I’m going to use a make-up removing wipe to get it off, but I’ll have to take your eye shadow, foundation, and blush, too.” Once Jordan looked presentable, they trooped back into church. Emma said Jordan wasn’t broken hearted for five seconds before she was plotting. “You know Allie’s little brother? He never comes…. He’s cute.” And talks about how they should get him to come to the youth group. With the crisis abated, they go on planning for the sock hop skit. It was to be a Grease theme. Jordan and Rob will be at homecoming. A couple of younger girls agree to be in the skit as long as they don’t have speaking roles, so that leaves Emma and Evan. Emma says she thinks “Lacey” can see where this is going. Ms. Karen, the youth leader, is just thrilled with that one, as is Emma’s mother even though she swears she’ll pay money not to have to come to the dance. (I don’t know how much of this story is true or not. I’d have to check with Jordan. Emma did tell me about Jordan being upset about not being asked by Rob to Homecoming, but she never mentioned the make-up part of the story. Emma usually gave me every detail of their youth group meetings, so I doubt this part of the story is true—- Emma the make-up artist. Also, I never said I would pay not to have to go to the sock hop. I was looking forward to seeing the kids perform the Grease skit. In fact, we had the kids at our home to work on it, and Phill spliced the music together the way they wanted it for the skit.) Sept. 17, 20009 Emma starts off on this day with, “Guesswhatguesswhatguesswhatguesswhat? I has coffee!” Saying that is how she feels when she has coffee, very enthusiastically repetitive… “Coffee: do stupid things faster with more energy.” Emma goes on about her cofee saying she completely earned the Starbucks’ coffee she had which was big, tall, and sugary because she had to go through a whole formal portrait sitting at JCPennys. Emma states three times in a row that she hates pictures, particular when she is the only one in them. She goes on about having to wear a formal dress, complains about the posing, etc. Then Emma goes on to say that by the way, coffee doesn’t really do anything to her. She is like her dad and can drink a huge coffee and go right to sleep, but she thinks it is a mental thing that coffee makes her hyper, although it doesn’t if she’s tired.
Emma Roey, Emma Katherine Roey, Emma Kate Roey
(Actually, it was not a formal dress, but a knee length summer sun dress that Emma wore for her picture. And while her dad could drink a pot of coffee and go to bed, Emma could not. I did not allow Emma to have coffee in the evening because she would get all wound up and not go to bed if she did.) Emma goes on….. she is out of her “formal” dress and hells and in a mock-t and sweats. Emma goes on to say she is always cold. Seriously, she is always cold. Partially, it is because she is underweight and in the 13th percentile of height for girls her age and her weight is not even on the charts. (This is more fabrication by Emma. At the time of this writing, Emma was about 5’ 3.5” . I don’t know where she got 13%. If you look up a growth chart, at the age of 15 and a height of 5’3.5” Emma would have been, depending on which chart you look at, well over the 50th percentile. She was not underweight at this time and her weight was NEVER not on the growth charts. Also, if you’ve been reading the blog, you can go back to an earlier post where I told the story about Emma putting the bruise on her and on the one winter’s day that Phill happened to be driving Emma to school, Emma let her jacket slip down so her Daddy could see the bruise on her arm that she claimed was caused by her mother. Funny, how this child who was ALWAYS cold and who NEVER wore a t-shirt to school, even under a jacket, chose to wear a t-shirt to school the day her daddy was driving her to school. Here, in Emma’s own words, you can see she was wearing a mock-t and sweats in September.)) Emma goes on to complain about her height and then says she sounded like her friend Jordan by complaining. Emma tells “Lacey” she had to call the kids in the church youth group about some plans the following weekend, and oh, she needs a girlfriend right now. She called Evan, and when he picked up the phone, he said he had been wanting to call Emma but was afraid to. Evan says he is going to the movie tomorrow “with you” and Emma has the jitters. Is Evan her boyfriend. Did that happen? What does she tell her parents? Ok, don’t hyperventilate….don’t hyperventilate. It’s ok. Everything’s ok, right? Emma asks “Lacey” to e-mail her ASAP! And signs, “Love ya!, Emma-Kate”
Emma Kate Roey, Emma Roey, Emma Katherine Roey
Losing Emma 