Letters to “Lacey” – Preface (UPDATED 01/06/20115)

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 of physically abusing her and poisoning her with DDT. Emma claimed to have a toxicology report to confirm that her mother poisoned her, but would never turn over this report to my attorney. Emma still claims to have health problems because of this “poisoning.” 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, Emma’s mom. If you have any questions or comments, please contact me at: losingemma@gmail.com
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Letters to Lacey –Preface (How Emma ended up in on-line school, and connecting with the penpal she claimed was raped and attempted suicide.)

When we homeschooled, Emma won a local spelling bee and then lost out in the next level, but I think she had fun anyway, especially because she beat out a couple of boys that were older than she was!

When we homeschooled, Emma won a local spelling bee and then lost out in the next level, but I think she had fun anyway, especially because she beat out a couple of boys that were older than she was!

After five years of homeschooling, we decided to quit and put Emma in public school. I’m still a huge fan of homeschooling, but for Emma, it was probably a mistake. At first, I thought we did everything pretty well. In addition to school, Emma was involved in many, many activities. I wanted to make sure that Emma was well “socialized.” Over the years while homeschooling, Emma was involved in an arts program and took other homeschool group classes, she was on a kayaking team, in a homeschool chorus, church choir, church newsletter team, Sunday School, piano lessons, softball, a knitting group, a neighborhood bible study, a church book club, was a church acolyte, sang with the Gwinnett Young Singers under Lynn Urda and got to sing with the Atlanta Symphony Orchestra, and we also went on homeschool field trips to places like the UGA Vet school, WSB TV/Radio in Atlanta, Coca Cola, the William Harris Homestead, the Capital, etc.

A field trip to Atlanta with some homeschool friends.  To Emma's left is Johnathan McCravy, and the other redhead is Derek McCravy, the sons of my good friend Sandi McCravy (Sandra Brooks McCravy)

A field trip to Atlanta with some homeschool friends. To Emma’s left is Johnathan McCravy, and the other redhead is Derek McCravy, the sons of my good friend Sandi McCravy (Sandra Brooks McCravy)

Homeschooling started out great. Emma and I both enjoyed it. Seeing your child get excited about learning is an amazing experience. If Emma wanted to spend extra time on a subject, it was no problem. As a parent, I saw how so many things could turn into a learning opportunity. We would be out in public somewhere and see something that brought to mind something we learned in school. Or we would hear of something and want to know more about it, so Emma would do some research. For example, one birthday or Christmas, my sister sent Emma a prayer box necklace, and we were curious, so Emma looked up the history of prayer boxes and shared with me what she found. Thank goodness for Google!

Emma Katherine Roey, Derek McCravy, and Johnathan McCravy on a field trip to the Governor's Mansion in Atlanta.

Emma Katherine Roey, Derek McCravy, and Johnathan McCravy on a field trip to the Governor’s Mansion in Atlanta.

I probably should have stopped homeschooling in middle school, as after 2 or three years, it got more and more difficult. If I left the room, Emma kept books hidden in the school room, so she would pull out a book and read instead of doing her school work. We could have easily been done with school by 2pm every day, but Emma started dragging things out to 5pm, and sometimes later. I didn’t like doing school in the afternoon because I was always very tired in the afternoons and felt better in the mornings. I didn’t know at the time what was wrong, but I later found I had a medical condition causing the fatigue. School was Monday through Fridays, but sometimes Emma would drag her feet so much that we would have to do school on Saturdays. Part of the problem may have been that I had a child with a higher IQ than I have (I don’t know for sure about my IQ, but I’m guessing it is not as high as Emma’s!) and that Emma had no respect for Phill and I as authority figures. That may have been our mistake. We were a tight little family and we did everything together. Phill and I probably shouldn’t have included Emma in on so much, but we often treated her more as an equal in the family rather than the child. Because we both adored our daughter, her wishes often overrode our own, so yes, she was spoiled, but I reasoned that all kids seem to be spoiled nowadays.

Emma, showing her silly side after decorating an Easter Egg from a kit my sister sent one Easter.  Emma Roey, Emma Katherine Roey, Emma Kate Roey

Emma, showing her silly side after decorating an Easter Egg from a kit my sister sent one Easter. Emma Roey, Emma Katherine Roey, Emma Kate Roey

In addition to reading when she should have been doing her school work, Emma did things like lying and cheating. If Emma needed to re-do some math problems, I would write the pages and the problem numbers on the board, and we would recheck them later. Emma started erasing the board, hoping I would forget about the work she needed to re-do.

I had to hide my teacher’s manual, so that Emma couldn’t cheat. One time, she hid one of my books, and I’m not sure as to the reasoning behind that. I guess she was trying to get out of math class that day.

I think I’ve mentioned Emma’s affinity for sweets, and how we would have to lock up things like chocolate chips, marshmallows, etc. or Emma would steal them. I would be all set to bake and not have what I needed because Emma had eaten them all. We also had to lock up the Halloween candy, and even with that, Emma discovered where the key was and I found dozens of candy wrappers in her room. One year, at the end of the school year, I was cleaning up our school room and found dozens of candy wrappers hidden out there between books, under things, and crammed in anywhere Emma could hide them that I might not look. She had a lot of arts and crafts that she used both for fun and for school, and these were things that I didn’t bother with much, so she knew where to hide things so I wouldn’t see them. It seemed funny to me that she was too lazy to bother to throw all the wrappers away. She could have easily hidden them in a piece of paper and thrown it in the garbage a few at a time, or even shoved them deep, down in the trash while I wasn’t looking or when I was outside or not home.

Emma’s attitude also soured, and after hearing a clip on the radio about a news anchor whose mic was on when she was talking about her sister-in-law, calling her a “control-freak” and “micromanaging,” those became Emma’s two favorite phrases to describe her mother. She called me these things over and over again. Emma decided it was time to challenge my authority as her teacher, and all of a sudden, I was the idiot who knew nothing, and she was the teen who knew it all. She seemed to think my whole goal in homeschooling was to make her life miserable.

Because I couldn’t trust Emma to get her work done, I ended up being her babysitter or maybe “warden” is a better word. I couldn’t leave the school room to do other things because Emma would stop doing her work. Homeschooling took a lot of time, for me as a parent, but then it became endless. It was sad to me because I knew so many kids at the arts program who were homeschooling and did not have the attitude that Emma had. I didn’t know what I was doing wrong. I enjoyed homeschooling with Emma the first few years. I think I learned as much as she did, but when she was supposed to becoming more mature and independent and able to do her assignments on her own, without me there at every step, Emma just didn’t do it. Maybe it was her way of rebelling, I don’t know. I just knew homeschooling wasn’t working anymore, and it was time to quit. I felt like a homeschool failure, but I knew I had seen many kids in the arts program quit to attend public school. Some parents worried they couldn’t deal with the difficult subjects like biology and algebra. Other parents, like me, couldn’t deal with the nasty teenage attitude.

Jackson County Comprehensive High School

High School seemed like a good time for a fresh start, and we enrolled Emma in Jackson County Comprehensive High School in Jefferson Ga. I remember, later on, a friend who knew Emma personally commenting to me that Emma seemed to have a fascination or obsession with sex. Emma was always commenting on the kids at school being sexually active. Sometime the summer before Emma started her freshman year at JCCHS, we’d seen an article in the local paper about the number of kids in Jackson county who were sexually active. It seems like I remember reading that 70% of the kids in high school had had sex. Once Emma saw that, it must have stuck with her and to her, everyone (except Emma, who would later buy herself a purity ring) she knew was having sex. Emma talked about the kids at school having sex a LOT. If it wasn’t sex, it was about someone being pregnant or thinking they might be pregnant.

Before school started, Emma, along with all the other freshmen, had to ride the bus to school and find their classes in an effort to make their first day easier. If you’ve read my earlier posts, Emma claimed that on the bus she sat next to a girl who was a freshman for the 2nd time and who had a 4 year old. This turned out not to be true. Emma also claimed that there were about 10 pregnant freshman girls, but later when I checked with our neighbor who was a P.E. teacher at the school, Coach Cora Andrews (Dr. Cora Andrews), she told me there were only two pregnancies that year at the school.

About the first month or two, Emma LOVED school. She loved riding the bus with three girls in our neighborhood who were all sophomores and one neighbor who lived in Quail Crossing, a subdivision close to our Deer Creek Subdivision, who was also a freshman. I remember Emma coming home after a week or so of school and defiantly telling me, “You could never make me homeschool again!”

After a couple of months, Emma’s tone changed and she wanted to go back to homeschooling. She hated school and had nothing nice to say about the girls on the bus that she started out calling her “friends.” All of a sudden, the stories changed and these 4 girls were all having sex, drinking, doing drugs, stealing alcohol from their parents, etc. Emma no longer called them friends, but referred to them as acquaintances. She made up stories about one the brother of one of the girls who lived on our street, claiming that he had been arrested for pot possession for the second time, but the parents didn’t know. She complained about how much time was wasted in class, and how much time was wasted riding the bus. One day, she gave me a blow by blow account of her day to tell me how little work she actually did. One day Emma got very angry with me for not pulling her out of Jackson County Comprehensive High School. I will never forget her screaming at me how it was my fault because I “gave up on her.”

Besides the “acquaintances” Emma rode the bus with, she had nothing nice to say about anyone on the bus. She claimed that kids smoked on the bus and the bus driver didn’t notice. She claimed that drugs were sold on the bus. If you’ve read my earlier posts, you’ll remember that Emma claimed she was drug searched when a neighbor boy turned in her name along with her “acquaintances” because he had a grudge against one of the girls. (This story turned out not to be true, and I confirmed it with one of the school administrators, Kendra Phillips, who told me that if Emma had been drug searched, Ms. Phillips would have been present for it. I also checked with some of the girls Emma rode the bus with, and they never saw anyone selling drugs on the bus.) After reading a Reader’s Digest article on teenagers having drug parties, where they took medication from their parent’s medicine cabinets and threw everything into a bowl and then took handfuls of pills, Emma claimed that these parties went on at Jackson County Comprehensive High School, and she mentioned one of the girls, in particular, as a participant in these parties. (This is the same young lady Emma made up the story of having an abortion that fall, and then at the end of the year claimed she thought she was pregnant again.) Also, one day we saw a news clip about a boy in another part of the country who wanted to dress as a girl, do his hair, wear makeup, etc. Shortly after that, Emma claimed there were boys at school who dressed as girls, wore makeup and pantyhose, etc. I remember I just sort of blew this off thinking Emma didn’t have her facts straight. JCCHS had a fairly strict dress code, so I couldn’t imagine this going on, but Emma insisted. It wasn’t something I cared enough about to investigate, so I never did.

From what I could tell, Emma’s “acquaintances” still thought of her as a friend. They tried to invite Emma to do things with them, but Emma frequently refused. She didn’t want to associate with these girls. I didn’t think about it until later when a friend pointed out to me that Emma seemed to always think of herself as superior to everyone else. All the kids at school were drug users, having sex, having abortions, drinking, etc., but my daughter was the “good girl.” She complained that her “aquaintances” made fun of her for attending church, being involved in the youth group, being a goody two-shoes, being smart, etc. She also claimed they made fun of her for being smart, the way she talked, the way she dressed, said she had a big nose etc., etc., etc. If most of us look back to high school, we can remember some teasing, and maybe even some bullying, but these girls tried to befriend Emma, and I have to wonder if any or all of Emma’s accusations were true. I can imagine some teasing going on, but the girl Emma claimed to have had an abortion and then possibly a 2nd pregnancy (in addition to taking drugs and drinking), was nothing but kind to Emma when Emma started public school. She was very helpful in explaining what to expect, what she would need, telling her about classes, teachers, etc.

Emm's old lady shirt.  Emma Roey, Emma Kate Roey, Emma Katherine Roey

Emm’s old lady shirt. Emma Roey, Emma Kate Roey, Emma Katherine Roey

One particular complaint I remember was about a shirt Emma wore. (See picture.) Phill had picked up this shirt at Sam’s or Costco, thinking Emma would like it. I don’t remember if we just gave it to her or saved it for her birthday, but in any event, it was very similar to what we saw lots of teen girls wearing, and it looked cute on her.

One day, Emma came home complaining that her “acquaintances” had made fun of her wearing this shirt. I asked how that could be as it looked pretty much like what all the other girls wore. Emma said that they told her that hers looked like an old lady shirt. Ok, dear readers. If you are familiar with this style, would someone please explain to me how Emma’s shirt looks any different from the dozens and dozens of this style that I have seen on teen girls?

I had tried to encourage Emma to get involved in school activities, and offered to take her to music lessons if she wanted to join the band. Since Emma played the piano, I knew she could easily learn another instrument and get into the band since I had learned a 2nd instrument in high school so that I could play in the jazz band. At least one, and maybe two of Emma’s “acquaintances” on the bus were in the band, and one of the girls had told me about the band trips. Remembering my own band trips, I thought this was something Emma would enjoy, but she claimed that the band trips were known for drinking, drugs, and kids having sex on the bus. She was definitely not interested.

The Drama Department at JCCHS

Emma got the lead in the play Metamorphosis by Mary Zimmernan under her Drama teacher, Bonnie Roberts.  Jackson County Comprehensive High School.

Emma got the lead in the play Metamorphosis by Mary Zimmernan under her Drama teacher, Bonnie Roberts. Jackson County Comprehensive High School.

Emma did get into Drama I, and she loved it. She hated the kids who were just in there because they had to take an elective and were not serious about Drama. Emma tried out for the play Metamorphosis by Mary Zimmerman and got the lead. I remember meeting her teacher, Bonnie Roberts, and Mrs. Roberts told me about Emma walking into the audition and when she spoke, “Meryl Streep’s voice came out!” Emma has a great voice that projects well.

Emma was in her element once she found Drama. She absolutely loved it and loved Mrs. Roberts. Like everything else, Emma began telling stories about the Drama group. I don’t even remember all the stories now, but one was that all the girls who worked on the crew were lesbians. I didn’t really buy it, and I wondered if Emma came up with this story from listening to Neal Boortz. (Phill and I were huge Neal Boortz fans, so our radio was always on whether at home or in the car, and Emma grew up listening to his program. In retrospect, I wonder if Emma lacked the maturity for this kind of program.) Several times on his program, we’d heard Neal talk about Lugs (Lesbians Until Graduation), girls who were experimenting with their sexuality or who just took on the roll of being a lesbian because they didn’t find anyone at their high school they wanted to date. According to Emma, ALL the girls on the drama crew were lesbians and I remember her talking about two off them being a couple. Whether or not this is true, who knows? It wasn’t something I cared about one way or the other.

An Early Accusation of Sexual Assault

One evening, when I picked Emma up after rehearsal, she was very upset. She claimed that she went backstage for something, and that the male lead, a young man named Johnny Boddie, a boy Emma described as very arrogant, had tried to kiss her. Emma told me she slapped him and ran away, and then she begged me not to tell Phill about the attempted kiss. At first I questioned Emma about the story. What was she doing when she went back stage? What was Johnny doing? What did they talk about? Why did she think he was trying to kiss her? Was he just reaching for something that happened to be in her proximity? Later on I wondered if this Emma’s first attempt at claiming sexual assault? This would have been about a year and half before Emma alleged to have been sexually assaulted by the priest. Was this a practice run or her dress rehearsal for the next big show? Later, when I go through Emma’s e-mails, you will see how she describes the story in a much more sinister fashion to her pen-pal, “Lacey.”

Emma was adamant that Johnny had tried to kiss her, although she never really gave me in details of how the event occurred. If that were the case, I told Emma that I thought she handled it just fine, but of course, I didn’t keep too many secrets from Phill, so I told him the story. A couple of weeks later, we were leaving church, and I don’t remember what we were talking about, but Phill brought up the story of Emma slapping Johnny Boddie, and Emma was FURIOUS with me for telling her dad. When I contacted Johnny Boddie and asked him if I could ask him a few questions about his time with Emma at JCCHS, he stated that his communications with Emma were minimal and that they had worked on one play together. He stated he had no recollection whatsoever of any conversations over topics other than the play or school work, so I never really got to ask him if he had attempted to kiss Emma. He ended his e-mail with a comment about how I should respect my daughter’s privacy or some such thing. One of Emma’s former friends told me that while Johnny was pompous, he was not aggressive. I have to admit, from his e-mail, he sounded pretty much just as Emma and her friends described him. I’m sure if he’d been disciplined for attempting to sexually assault another student, he might have felt a little differently about Emma’ right to privacy.

Emma told other interesting stories about Johnny Boddie, who was a junior when Emma was a freshman. Emma claimed that Johnny was engaged, which I thought sounded a little bizarre for a 16 year old in this day and time, and I did question her about it, but there again, I wasn’t going to go up to this 11th grade kid and ask him about the engagement. Then, that fall, not too long into the school year, Emma said that Johnny’s fiancé had moved away, and although he was a notorious flirt and cheated on his fiancé, he was still engaged. Again, I was not interested enough to investigate this story.

When the play Metamorphosis by Mary Zimmerman was put on at JCCHS, there was a scene where Johnny was shirtless, and it looked like he was pigeon chested. I don’t know if Emma had never heard of or seen this type of deformity before, but after the play, she brought it up and told me that the reason Johnny’s chest sank it was because he had been run over by a car when he was a child. Ummm, ok. I didn’t quite believe it, but I didn’t exactly give the kid a medical examination to check, so I let that one go.

Lies about Losing the Drama Competition

Jackson County Comprehensive High School's Drama Department put on the play Metamorphosis by Mary Zimmerman Emma's freshman year.

Jackson County Comprehensive High School’s Drama Department put on the play Metamorphosis by Mary Zimmerman Emma’s freshman year.

The drama department performed Metamorphosis for a district competition, and if they had won, they would have gone on to state. First, the play was put on at the high school during school, and then two nights for the parents. Sadly, the attendance was pretty poor, but Mrs. Roberts and the drama department did a wonderful job. Phill was working on the nights the play was put on, so he went to the dress rehearsals and video recorded the play for Mrs. Roberts and made copies. (Maybe one day he will give me a copy.) By recording the production for Mrs. Roberts, Phill was able to see the play, and I went to both shows.

Mrs. Roberts had a photographer taking photos of the cast, and the parents could buy a disc of the photos, so of course I did. I remember asking the photographer about the photos and she asked who my child was. At that time, Emma was going by Emma Kate Roey, instead of her usual Emma, so I told the photographer, and she said, “Oh! She’s the lead!” I remember being surprised because I really didn’t know anything about the play and while it sounded like Emma had a big part in it, I certainly didn’t know she was the lead. She did a wonderful job though, and I was very proud of her.

I don’t remember where the competition was, but I had to have Emma at the school early one Saturday to board the bus with the other drama kids to go to their competition. I was nervous and excited for her, and knew Emma would have a great time.

That evening, when I picked Emma up, she was not happy. Her group had not done well. Emma told me that another school had tampered with their sound equipment and ended up messing up the whole show. I really didn’t quite understand what she was saying, but according to Emma, another school had messed up their performance and they didn’t get a chance to do it over, etc., etc. I know these things have rules, and I wasn’t there, but the long and short of it was that they lost the competition. It really wasn’t until a few months ago that I contacted Bonnie Roberts to ask her about this story. Surprise, surprise! There was no tampering or vandalism as Emma claimed. Mrs. Roberts told me that her disc was not formatted properly for the equipment that they had to use at the competition. It was pretty simple really, but I guess Emma needed someone to blame for losing, so she made up another story.

Emma Complains of Racial Favoritism at JCCHS

Phill used to joke that Emma was a little racist. Emma could be very judgmental about other cultures. Emma frequently complained about reverse discrimination at her school. She thought the school showed favoritism to the black students and that the black students got away with stuff that the white students would not get away with. It’s been a few years, and her complaints were so petty, that I don’t even remember what they were. I’m not sure where this attitude came from unless it was just from our quiet life and Emma growing up in Jackson County, Ga. Phill grew up in Brick Town New Jersey, around different cultures, and I grew up overseas as well as in the U.S., moving every 2-3 years, so we both had been around a lot of different kinds of people.

One day, Emma complained about another 9th grader, a black young man, who was in Emma’s drama class. Emma told me that this young man accused her of being a racist. I have no idea what led up to the accusation, but Emma complained about this boy several times over the course of the semester. She made it very clear she did not like him at all. I remember her telling me this particular story of him saying to her, “You don’t like black people.”
She told me that she replied, “I don’t like SOME black people. I don’t like SOME white people.”
She also told me that she said, “I prefer to judge people on the content of their character rather than the color of their skin.” And then she exclaimed, “Mom! He didn’t even get that I was quoting Martin Luther King!”

Truth or Fiction? I’ll let my readers guess for themselves if this story even occurred or was it another one of Emma’s dramatizations.

ROTC

Private Emma had nothing nice to say about ROTC at Jackson County Comprehensive High School.

Private Emma had nothing nice to say about ROTC at Jackson County Comprehensive High School.

Before school started, Emma had to pick her electives. In addition to Drama, she had to pick another elective. I was very surprised when she chose ROTC. My daughter? Emma was not the military type. When she explained her choice to me, she told me that the period she had open for an elective her only choices were Drama or ROTC, and she said, “And Mom, I suck at dance!” Emma didn’t have a lot of experience with dance, but I thought she could have taken it and learned something, but Emma was the type, if she wasn’t good at something, she didn’t want to do it. It didn’t matter to me, and ROTC sounded pretty neat, so I hoped she would like it, but she didn’t.

ROTC brought pretty much the same complaints as Emma had about the rest of school. Sex, drugs, drinking… Emma claimed her platoon leader was mean. (This was the young man that she said accused her and her friends of having drugs on the bus, causing them to be drug searched.) Emma claimed that one of the ROTC girls in her class had a baby, and I found out later from another girl who was in ROTC with Emma that no one had a baby in ROTC that year. This classmate also told me that if you had a baby, you were out of ROTC and couldn’t rejoin.

While in ROTC, Emma told a great story (mentioned earlier) about a girl named Kristin who lived next door to us with her mother and stepfather, and how Kristin would get so nervous when she had to do presentation that she ran to the bathroom to throw up. The ROTC instructor sent Emma to check on Kristin, and Emma told me how funny it was and reenacted the tale of Kristin with her head over the toilet, laughing and saying that she didn’t know why she got so nervous and then would throw up again. Great story, but one of Emma’s ROTC classmates told me that it was just that, a story. This young lady told me that Kristin was a good speaker and later became a platoon leader.

Emma’s second semester, she had to take P.E. and Health, so she didn’t get to take Drama that semester. She was very unhappy at school, and never made any friends in 9th grade. She never invited anyone over, and the only time she was invited to someone’s home was along with some other girls to work on an English project. If you’ve read my earlier posts, that was the night she also went with this classmate to the church youth group at Walnut Fork Baptist Church, Hoschton. I won’t repeat the story again here, but Emma lied about her classmate, her classmate’s family, what went on at the youth group, etc.

One of Emma’s classmates told me, “Honestly I think Emma just really wanted attention and she wasn’t getting it from anybody but you. Any attention is better than no attention for her whether it be good or bad. She got absolutely no attention at all at school. People didn’t really get along with her there.”

Emma told me she couldn’t try out for the play that 2nd semester because it was only for the kids in the drama class, so she was disappointed about that since it was the only class she liked. Emma became more and more miserable and started throwing up more and more. She missed so much school that we had to pull her out and she finished 9th grade on line. It in her on-line English class where Emma was paired up with a young lady whom I will call “Lacey” who was another 9th grader from a different part of the state.

As I understood it, Emma had an English project where each child was assigned a pen-pal, and “Lacey” was Emma’s. They were supposed to write letters, but other than that I don’t remember how it worked. They may have had to copy their letters and turn them in to the English instructor. Emma got really into the letters and complained that “Lacey” did not write as often as she was supposed to.

Emma seemed to really enjoy the pen-pal relationship, and when the class was over, the two girls continued to e-mail and text each other. Emma began making up stories about “Lacey” and her family. Some of these stories were as follows:

Emma claimed “Lacey” had been molested as a child and volunteered with her church helping other kids who’d been molested. (Lie)

Emma claimed that “Lacey’s” mother had breast cancer (true) and was hospitalized and nearly died two or three times. (“Lacey’s” mother did have breast cancer, but was treated as an outpatient and never required hospitalization.)

The reason “Lacey” had to go to public school in 10th grade was because her mother was too sick from cancer to homeschool her anymore. (Lie. See above.)

When “Lacey” was in 10th grade, Emma claimed “Lacey’s” periods were so bad that she frequently had to leave school. (I never verified this one, but would be willing to bet it’s not true.)

And then, a few months after starting the pen-pal relationship, on Dec. 19, 2009, Emma’s birthday, Emma went to her church youth group, and when Phill and I picked her up, she claimed that she had received a call from “Lacey” who was at the ER near her NW Georgia home, after she’d been raped in her home during a Christmas get-together. For Emma’s 16th birthday, we’d planned on going out to eat, but because Phill was sick, he asked her if we could postpone. Emma was all involved in her youth group, but didn’t really have any friends to invite to a party, so it was a pretty low key birthday, and later Emma would complain to Suzie McGarvey, (North Georgia Counseling Associates, Formerly of Lanier Counseling) that her birthday wasn’t special enough. This was also the birthday where I’d taken Emma shopping several times and spent well over $400 (I want to say $460, but I can’t remember the exact total at the moment.) on her, a good bit more than we usually spent for a birthday or Christmas.

I keep thinking back to the comment made by one of Emma’s classmates, how she didn’t get any attention at school. Was the rape story because Emma did not get enough attention on her 16h birthday?

In any event, I will share with you some of the e-mails that Emma wrote to “Lacey.”

Emma’s Shane Co. Commercial

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.” Both of these posts give a brief description of what happened. As Emma’s mom, I am blogging my experiences with Emma and the things she did/does. This is a child who made up a story about rape, accused a priest of molesting her, and then as her attorney was about to file a lawsuit against the priest and the church, Emma accused her mother of physical abuse to stop the lawsuit because she knew her lies were about to be discovered. Emma claims to have the TOXICOLOGY REPORT to prove that her mother poisoned her with DDT and that she had to move to get away from her mother. (My attorney has been waiting for months for over a year for that that toxicology report.) Emma was recently living with her boyfriend’s family in Ohio, but came back to Ga. when the boyfriend began to have doubts about Emma and broke off their relationship. As long as my daughter is accusing me of child abuse and attempted murder, I will continue to tell her story. If you have any questions or comments, please contact me at: losingemma@gmail.com

My apologies to my readers for not writing much lately. I have been really busy, so I just haven’t had a lot of time to write. I appreciate those of you who are interested in Emma’s story.

I have some more I want to add to the previous post, and hopefully I’ll get to that soon, but I found this old commercial that Emma did, and I wanted to share it. First, I will give you a little background:

Emma was involved in a homeschool arts program called Master’s Academy, where the kids would study a particular period of history for the entire year. The first half of the year, the kids took classes in Art, History, and Music, all relating to whatever time period they were studying (Ancient, Medieval/Renaissance, Baroque, Classical, Romantic, Modern) The second half of the year, the kids took electives which also pertained to the time period.) While studying the Ancient period, Emma’s history teacher gave the kids an assignment to make a commercial for something to do with the Ancient time period.

One afternoon, Emma and I were taking the dogs for a walk, something we did about everyday, and as we were walking up Deer Creek Trail, to the front of the subdivision, I got the idea for the Shane Company commercial. Since I was teaching an electives class on making Egyptian collars, of course I had jewelry on my mind, and we’d heard the recent Shane Company commercial on the radio over and over and over again. I know this is kind of like the parents’ doing the kid’s science project, and I pretty much wrote the commercial, but Emma did perform it, so I don’t feel too badly about doing her homework for her. I just took the current commercial and started inserting a few changes that applied to what Emma had been studying.  (I guess Emma didn’t consider me a Control Freak when I was doing her work for her.  It was only when I acted as her homeschool teacher that she called me that as well as accused me of miromanaging her life.)

As you can see from the video, Emma did a great job performing her commercial, and her teacher loved it! Emma’s commercial was definitely one of the best, and on Parent’s Night, they showed four commercials to the audience, and Emma’s was one of them. I’m posting a link below where you can see the commercial on Youtube.  I love how at the end of the commercial Emma is trying not to laugh.

Emma’s Shane Company Commercial

In the commercial, Emma is wearing an Egyptian Collar that I made. I taught a class in how to make them as one of the electives at Master’s Academy that year.

Emma wore this Egyptian collar that I made when she performed her Shane Company Commercial.

Emma wore this Egyptian collar that I made when she performed her Shane Company Commercial.

Coming up next: Emma’s First Boyfriend

Sending out a Letter

Dear Friends and Family,

Originally, I wrote this letter last summer, but my attorney wanted me to postpone sending it. After 26 years of marriage and being a stay-at-home mom, Phill took away my home and wanted to pay as little alimony as possible. Since I have had great difficulty finding work after being out of nursing for 17 years, and I was and am still dependent on Phill financially, I had to remain quiet until the divorce was final. I think this was probably a mistake, and I should have sent this out so Emma would have had to face what she’s done.
On April 7, 2011, unbeknownst to me, Phill filed a protective order against me. Two sheriffs arrived at my home, allowed me a few minutes to pack my personal belongings and leave the premises. I had to give them the keys to my home, and I had nowhere to go. I later found out that Phill and Emma had conspired to get me out of my own home under the pretense that I had been abusing my daughter. I was devastated. Not long after this, Phill told a neighbor that I had left them. Obviously, this was not true. I would like to share with you what preceded the divorce.

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On Dec. 19, 2009, her 16th birthday, Phill and I went to pick Emma up from a church youth group meeting. She ran to me as we entered the building, very upset, and told me that her friend, (X), an on-line friend whom Emma had never met in person, called her from the hospital, and told her that she had been raped.
Over the next few days, Emma claimed she tried to call (X) several times, but couldn’t reach her. She said she spoke to her older sister. Over that week Emma changed the story and said that (X) had been raped some time previously and was in the hospital because she tried to commit suicide. Emma said (X’s) extended family had been over for a family gathering, when (X) had taken some pills, laid down on her mother’s bed was found unresponsive by a family member, and then taken to the hospital. I did not know (X) or her family, so I was not going to call them about such a personal matter. This turned out to be a big mistake. Later on, Emma said that (X) told her that the man who raped her threatened to kill her family if she told anyone who he was so (X) was afraid to talk about what happened. Over the next couple of months , I asked Emma how (X) was doing . Emma said that(X) was in therapy and didn’t want to talk about what happened. Emma told me that (X) also had been molested as a child and volunteered with a group at her church that counseled or supported other victims of molestation.
Sometime during the summer of 2009, Emma told me that (X’s) mother had breast cancer. She said (X) had been homeschooled, but was going to public school for 10th grade because her mother was too sick to homeschool her. Emma told me that (X) had called or texted her to tell her that her mother was hospitalized several times that summer. On at least two occasions, Emma told me that (X’s) mom was so sick, that the doctors thought she might not survive her cancer.
NOTE: It was not until Summer of 2011 that I found out for certain that Emma had lied about her friend. My attorney has spoken to the father of the young lady that Emma claimed was raped and called her from the hospital, and he has confirmed that it never happened, his daughter was not raped, was not in the hospital, never tried to commit suicide, and never counseled victims of molestation. He stated that (X) had never been in a hospital in her entire life and wasn’t even born in a hospital. I have spoken to the mother of Emma’s friend several times, and she did have breast cancer, but did very well with outpatient treatment, and she was NEVER hospitalized and never dying. The friend’s mother also sent me copies of e-mails Emma sent to her friend, and I found many more lies in those letters.

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On March 21, 2010, her dad’s birthday, Emma told Phill and I that she had been molested, by a former priest, at our church when she was 12 years old. At this time, the man Emma accused of molesting her was running for public office. Because of what Emma did, he had to temporarily drop out of the political race he was in. At the time Emma told us this, she had been babysitting and teaching for about a year and a half, a friend’s little girl whose father was going on trial for sexually abusing her. Emma also spent a year co-teaching the little girl’s Sunday school class. We were friends with the little girl’s mother and grandmother. I believe Emma got the idea for the molestation story because her relationship with this little girl. Also, Emma was fascinated by stories of children being kidnapped or murdered, like Elizabeth Smart and Jaycee Dugard.
Phill and I whole-heartedly believed Emma when she told us she had been molested. We reported it to the church, and because of our frustration at the way we felt the church tried to sweep it under the rug, we decided to talk to some attorneys. Emma wrote to Allen Hunt, (WSB radio) who e-mailed her the name of an attorney. He also called this attorney about Emma and we went to see him. This attorney believed Emma as well, and wanted to take our case and sue the church. Emma later told Phill that I forced her to write Allen Hunt, but the fact is that she asked me to write him, and I suggested she do it because I thought her letter would mean more if she wrote it herself.

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In Dec. of 2010, about a week after I had told Emma that the attorney was ready to file the law suit, Emma had someone call DFACS to say that I was physically abusing her. I was in bed asleep when 3 men from the sheriff’s department showed up at the door to check on Emma. I had no idea what was going on, and DFACS came and removed Emma from our home. Later on, when I was interviewed by DFACS, I was able to refute almost every accusation made by Emma. Two of the dates that she said I supposedly abused her, her dad was with her all day. One was her birthday, when Phill was off and home all day, and one was a day when he took her to the Dr. in Marietta and I was out Christmas shopping for her. (It is interesting to note that Emma claimed her friend was raped on her 16th birthday, she told us about being “molested” on her Dad’s birthday, and she claimed I abused her on her 17th birthday). I believe Emma accused me of abuse to stop the law suit because she knew her lies would be discovered if the case went to court.
After Emma accused me of abuse, I began to suspect that the molestation story wasn’t true, and by claiming to need to get on the computer when I was using it, Emma saw an e-mail I’d written so my sister, mentioning my suspicions and that one of the therapists suggested Emma might be schizophrenic. Because of the DFACS involvement, Emma had to see some therapists provided by DFACS. She was also seeing a therapist that Phill and I took her to. I found out later, that Emma was allowed to say whatever she wanted to her therapists, and because of patient confidentiality, no one verified her stories. I had no idea what Emma was saying to her therapists, but thought she needed someone to talk to. I should have suspected something because when the therapists would leave the house, not wanting to pry, I would just ask if things went ok. Emma could never look me in the eye after meeting with her therapists. I just assumed she didn’t want to talk and tried to give her some space and privacy. I did not know that Emma was continuing to tell her therapists lies about her mother being abusive.

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Phill and I took away Emma’s cell phone and computer privileges without supervision. Emma was very angry about this, and very angry to return to public school. I was upset over being accused of abuse, I told her she would not be going to college her senior year of high school and could finish high school at the public school before she started college.

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We also insisted that Emma do her homework in the living room or at the dining room table where we could keep an eye on her. Emma began spending a lot of time in her bathroom, claiming that she didn’t have time to drink at school, so she drank so much at home and, as a result, had to use the bathroom a lot. Because we found a friend had provided Emma with a trac phone, I had suspected she was up to something else with all the time in her bathroom, but did not know what. Later, Phill claimed he saw a bruise on Emma’s arm that she claimed I gave her. I believe now that she was working on creating this bruise during all the time she spent in the bathroom. She kept a cord hung on a mirror, and I suspect that is what she used to tighten around her arm to make it look like someone grabbed her.

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During late Feb. or early March of 2011, Phill claimed to the bruise on Emma’s arm. He did not tell me about the bruise until sometime later. I never saw it. He was taking her to school, and she happened to be wearing a t-shirt. Phill claimed that her jacket slipped down, and he saw the bruise she had tried to cover with makeup. This was when we were having some very cold weather, and Emma, who was always cold natured and always wore long sleeves, complained about how cold the school was, and came home from school and put her robe on over her clothes. One day, when Phill was off and driving Emma to school, she just happened to wear a t-shirt and just happened to let her jacket slip so he could see this bruise.
During this time, Emma had also taken an AP psychology course and had learned a lot about sexual and physical abuse, catatonia, etc.

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In March of last year, Emma told her therapist that she wanted to go live in a group home to get away from me. I felt this this would have probably been the best thing for Emma and that if she saw children who had been truly abused, she might have realized how good she had things. Phill was very upset over the thought of Emma leaving our home and wanted me to leave instead. I was never told exactly what I was accused of doing except Phill claimed that Emma said I shoved or pushed her and then “blocked it out” and had no memory of my actions. This was totally absurd. I asked Phill to install hidden cameras in the house so I could prove these things didn’t happen, but he said if I knew the cameras were there, I would not do these things. I argued with him that if Emma did not know cameras were in the house, and she tried to accuse me of abusing her, we would have proof that I didn’t. Phill refused to do this and sent Emma to stay with various neighbors or friends. When I refused to leave our home, and said we needed to work on this as a family, and get help for our family was when he filed a protective order and had me removed from our home. I never abused my daughter. In fact, we stopped spanking Emma when she was about 10 or 11 because spanking her did no good, and she started hitting us back.

Emma told the lie about her friend being raped and claimed it brought up repressed memories of her own “molestation” when she was 12 to: DFACS, the Jackson County Sherriff’s Department, the Gwinnett County police, four attorneys, 7 therapists, two psychiatrists, two psychologists, the staff at Peachford Psychiatric hospital, friends and family, church officials from two different churches, teachers, etc. and Phill doesn’t think Emma has a problem and called this “teenage drama”.

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While Emma does have a very high IQ and can be very charming, I believe she has some serious problems. For years, I was the mother she wanted to cuddle with and talk “girl talk” with. One of Emma’s therapists told us that Emma saw things as “You are either for Emma or against Emma.” with no middle ground. I believe, Emma accused me of abuse to stop the law suit, and then once she knew I suspected she was not molested, she turned on me with full force. Emma also was abusive to our family dog. She would walk into our lab/mix like he wasn’t there, forcing him to move out of her way, rather than walk around him. She told me that she just didn’t like our dog, and that a few years before, she would hit and kick him when I wasn’t around. I thought she did and said these things to upset me, knowing how much I hate to see or hear about animals or children being abused, but once when my sister was visiting and Phill and I weren’t home, my sister saw Emma walk into our dog, to force him to move out of her way, rather than walk around him. Even though this dog loved Emma, she would ignore him when she came home and he was happy to see her. She also complained anytime I let him go for a ride with us in the car even though he sat in the back and she sat in the front.

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I was heartbroken and stunned by what Phill and Emma did, and once I got my bearings, I began to investigate many stories Emma had told us. I am enclosing only a few of her stories here, and I have many, many more. Some of you will see yourselves in these stories.

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When Emma rode the bus to school, she told us many stories about some of the girls in the neighborhood that she sat with on the bus. According to Emma, at the beginning of the school year, one young lady in the neighborhood got high and drunk at a party and ended up pregnant. Emma came home after attending a birthday party with a couple of girls in the neighborhood and told me she was so upset because this friend had told her she had an abortion. Emma was crying, almost hysterically, when she told me the story. She stated that the girl’s parents had taken her to have the abortion. She claimed the friend did not tell her until after she had the abortion because she knew Emma would try to talk her out of it. At the end of the school year, Emma stated that this young lady thought she was pregnant again after the prom. Emma also mentioned a 9th grader, who had a 4 yr. old in 2008.
e-mail from a young lady in our neighborhood:
“Whoa, none of us have ever been pregnant, ever. And for that matter, none of us were promiscuous at all. These stories are starting to greatly irritate me because they are such blatant and horrible lies.”

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“(H) was a girl who had a baby when she was 16, back in 2008. So no, the child was not 4 (and still isn’t 4), but that baby does exist. No one had sex or ever smoked on the bus. “

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Emma also claimed that a friend in the neighborhood’s older brother had been arrested for marijuana and was in jail for the 2nd time. I checked with this friend, and this story was not true as well.

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Emma told us, while at JCCHS, that there were about 10 pregnant freshman girls in the school. A neighbor who works at JCCHS told me that there were 2 pregnant girls in the entire school that year.

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While attending JCCHS, Emma told us a story about a neighbor coming out to the school bus and in front of all the kids on the bus, telling the driver that her daughter could not sit with her boyfriend because the parents caught the kids having sex. Here is an excerpt from the neighbor’s e-mail:
“”Hello,
First, (A) was caught sneaking out of the house, but it was to go see the boy. I did not approach the bus driver however about where or with whom (A)sat.
Second, I met Emma one day while I was out walking and asked how she liked Jackson Co. HS. She told me she didn’t like it and had been sick and in the hospital. She said she had all A’s and had been making up the time and doing the work but she was told she was going to be failed anyway. I just remember how odd I thought this was because I volunteered at the HS counseling office once a week and I knew they had credit recovery in addition to knowing that the HS bent over backwards to try to work with students and get them graduated. I remember thinking that something just didn’t seem right and there had to be more to it however, as a volunteer, I did not feel it would have been appropriate for me to inquire into it further.”

(Name removed)
NOTE: Emma was NEVER the hospital that year. –J.R.

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Emma told Phill and I a story about being called over the PA system to the office at JCCHS, along with two other girls who rode the bus with her. She stated that they were checked by a police officer with a drug dog, after a boy in our subdivision reported them, saying they sold drugs on the bus. She went in to great detail about talking to the police officer and telling him that she volunteered with a rescue. She said after the police dog checked her over, the officer turned to the principal the assistant principal and said, “That would be a negative.” Below are e-mails from at JCCHS:
“The drug dogs are allowed in the parking lot, lockers, and inside classrooms with students out of the class. If administration has reason to believe that a student could possibly have drugs on them, the search is conducted by an administrator and usually the School Resource Officer. If females are involved, I am usually the one that completes the search. During the time your daughter was here, I was never involved in a search with her.
I checked Emma’s discipline record during the time she was enrolled at JCCHS-there is no record of any behavior issues. We don’t call students over the PA if they are going to be searched. An Assistant principal or the School Resource Officer goes to the classroom to get them. I hope this helps.

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Emma greatly exaggerated stories of drug use and pregnancy and JCCHS and Jefferson High School. Just after starting at JCCHS, she told us that her friends in the neighborhood talked about drug parties where kids took whatever they could get from their parents medicine cabinets and threw everything into a bowl and then just grabbed pills and took them. I later realized this was a story she read in Reader’s Digest (which we subscribed to) and when I looked up the article, it was the same month Emma had told me that story.
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Relayed to me by our pastor’s wife:
“On December 23, 2010, Emma told me that she had been employed to baby sit for the priest of Mary and Martha Episcopal Church in the Hamilton Mill community. She said that the son of the priest was bi-polar. She said that during the evening the son became so unruly that for her safety she had to lock herself in the bathroom and that she waited there until the parents returned to allow her to come out of the bathroom in a safe situation. It seemed to me that this was a bizarre and improbable story. She further told me that she called the police to come to the pastor’s house to protect her. It bears seeking the collaboration of the parents of the boy in question to be certain that she baby sat for them and that this circumstance truly occurred.
Please let me know if you need more information concerning this discussion with Emma.”
An e-mail from Fr.( B)who is the pastor of our current church:
“P. (name removed) is fighting a stomach virus last night and today that she got at school. She wanted me to add that Emma told her that she had called the police to protect her from the priest’s son during the night described. So, I have added it into this edited version of the e-mail to you. If we can help please let us know.
Fr. (B)
NOTE: Emma NEVER babysat for these children. She took a story that she had heard about the parents having to call 911 on their son, and made the story about herself. Emma disliked these boys immensely and told me many times that she would not babysit them if she had been asked.

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Below is a statement from Emma’s aunt:
“Dec. 19, 2010, I called Emma to wish her a happy birthday. I asked her what she got for her birthday, and she replied, “Not much.” And went on to explain that she and her mother had been shopping a few times in the weeks prior to her birthday, and the clothes they bought were for her birthday presents. When I asked her what kind of cake she was having, she replied that there was no cake and that they were going to have “some sort of fondue” for dinner.
The next day, I questioned my sister about Emma’s birthday, and she told me that Emma’s big present was a Netbook, which Emma was most excited about, and that Emma had received several smaller presents. I thought perhaps she hadn’t opened her presents when I called, but found out she had. When I asked about the clothes, her mother said she hadn’t gotten any clothes for her birthday.
I asked my sister if she’d gotten Emma a cake, and she replied that Emma had the cheesecake she requested, her favorite.”

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Note: Emma claimed I became upset and hit or shoved her on her birthday, and she bruised her toes in the incident. Her dad was home all day on her birthday and knows this did not happen. That afternoon, Emma “accidently” kicked the cabinet in her bathroom and screamed so loudly that her dad and I came running to see what happened. I examined her foot to make sure she was ok. She later had a bruise on this foot, and showed it to DFACS, claiming I gave her the bruise.
Emma later complained to her therapist that her17th birthday wasn’t special enough because her dad was sick and we didn’t take her out. At the same session, she also complained that her 16th birthday wasn’t special either. That year, she wanted clothes, so I took her shopping on three different occasions just before her birthday. In addition to several other gifts, she got over $400 worth of clothes that she picked out herself.
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An excerpt from a letter Emma wrote to (X):

I was teaching my mom iris folding, the technique I used on the card I sent you (you should have it now). I love her, but it’s sooo hard to teach her. She has arthritis in her hands and she’s sooo slow. It’s like, I could do this ten times faster and not waste half the material she does, but it’s really important to her to do it herself. And on top of that, she gets really angry when I try to keep her from making mistakes. She wants to do it her way, but she will get really frustrated when hers don’t turn out as nicely as mine do (because she refuses to take my advice, which I give in a very respectful tone that still gets labeled “smart-a**”). It gets me so frustrated, because it’s not even fun for me anymore. What’s worse yet is when she wants to ‘help’ with my projects. But she invariably ruins them! So I mostly try to work when she’s not home.
Note: Emma and I had a lovely afternoon making iris-folded cards. Because my niece and a friend were having babies, we made a couple of baby cards and then a couple of all-occasion cards as well. I do not have arthritis in my hands, and having watched iris folding many times, it is a simple technique, and I had no difficulty making the cards. I have spent many hours teaching Emma beading and wire work (my hobbies). As far as “helping” Emma, she was well past the age where she needed my help with her arts and crafts, so this is a lie about me calling her names, taking over her projects, and “ruining” them. I was just the mother who spent tons of money on crafts for all the things Emma wanted to try like card making, knitting, crochet, beadwork, art, fabric, sewing lessons, ect. I was also the one who drove her to all the classes she wanted to take. Besides arts and crafts and sports, there was also drama, which she was very good at.
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When asked to dog sit for one of our Deer Creek neighbors, Emma went over so that she could be shown what to do, where the food was kept, etc. Emma came home and told me a great story about this lady being drunk when she got there. Emma put on a show, imitating this lady’s supposed drunk actions. It occurred to me later that this lady had asked Emma to come right when she got home from work, so it didn’t seem likely that this she could have been drunk. I have confirmed that this story wasn’t true. Again though, Emma knew I would not call this lady up to ask her if she had been drunk. ***************************************************************************
A friend, K. was going to the Cirque De Soliel and had an extra ticket, so she invited Emma to go. When Emma came home, she said she had a great time, but said something like, “You know how when you go to a movie or something and there’s someone near you that won’t quit talking, that was what K. and her mom were like.” She claimed that people around them kept looking at them , giving them dirty looks, etc. I thought this story was odd at the time, but I wasn’t going to call K. up and ask her. I had been thinking about this story a lot recently, so I asked K. about this story, and she said this story was not ture. She said that it was the Atlanta Symphony Orchestra with Cirque De Soliel, and that if you had been talking, they would ask you to leave. I’m not sure why Emma felt the need to make up a story like this to someone who was being so generous to her. **********************************************************
When the son of some Deer Creek neighbors’ passed away, Emma and I heard another neighbor speak, at the funeral, about a conversation he had with his young son about the death. Emma took that conversation and embellished it in a letter to her on-line friend:
“I was babysitting (C- 5 yrs) and (D– 7 yrs) and when I’d gotten there at 9am, (C) wasn’t awake yet. I went in at about 10 am to check on him. I could tell he wasn’t asleep, even though his eyes were closed. I said, “Come on, (C)! Breakfast time!” His eyes didn’t open and he said, “I’m not getting up,, Miss Em.” “Yes, you are! We’re going down to the lake after breakfast!: And eyes still stubbornly closed he replied, “I’m going to sleep until I wake up with (M-deceased child).
(X), I totally lost it. I just picked him up, held him in my arms, and cried. And then I saw (D) standing in the doorway. He came over and sat on the bed , put his little arm around me, and kept saying, “It’s ok, Miss Em, he didn’t mean it. …..”
Note, at this time, Emma had never even babysat the children she mentioned in the letter.

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I am enclosing a copy of my attorney’s letter once we started investigating some of the lies Emma has told. I thought when Phill found out Emma’s friend was never raped, he would see that she has a problem with telling the truth, but Phill told me this was just “teenage drama.” Emma has told lie after lie after lie, but Phill believes she was molested, and that her mother “abused” her. I believe Phill does not want to believe the truth about his own daughter, so getting rid of his wife was a way not to face his daughter’s problems.

Re:  Roey v. Phillip Thomas Roey
Superior Court of Jackson County
Civil Action File No. M11CV0547

Dear ________:

As you know per our recent conversations, my client is insistent that the allegations made against her by her daughter are fabricated and completely baseless. She is extremely upset at what these allegations have done to her family and how they have destroyed her reputation. She is especially concerned with the mental health of her daughter and implores your client to seek the appropriate help for her.

At my client’s request, I am enclosing material obtained and prepared by my client evidencing serious issues with Emma Roey’s accusations and general truthfulness. You will see from the statements and documentation that Emma has serious issues with making up stories and does not seem to care who she hurts. For example, she has alleged a drug-sniffing dog came to her school, and she was called over the PA system to the office to be searched for drugs. Per the school official, it never happened. These types of allegations could have caused school officials and other children on the bus serious issues. She alleged that another child was so dangerous as to cause her to have to lock herself in a closet. She never babysat the child in question. This allegation seriously damages the reputation of a child.

Perhaps the most important discovery was her allegations that supposedly started the entire “memory” of her alleged molestation by a church official. She stated to her parents and counselors that she spoke with her friend Laura on her birthday, December 19, 2009. She alleged first that (X) was raped and in the hospital. She later alleged that (X) was in the hospital for attempted suicide after recalling a rape incident. We have contacted the (X)’s father. None of this ever happened. We are in the process of obtaining an affidavit from the Father (and X if necessary) stating that (X) was never in the hospital (his words were that she was not even BORN in a hospital), was never raped, never attempted suicide, etc., and she never told Emma anything of the sort happened. He states that he and his daughter have gone back through emails and other communication with Emma at the time and there was no mention of (X) in this condition in these communications.

It is extremely telling that the incident that supposedly led to Emma’s recollection of the sexual abuse NEVER HAPPENED. If the alleged triggering event never took place, it only stands to reason that the event that was allegedly triggered (sexual abuse) never happened. It is also curious that within one week of being informed that this sexual abuse case was to be filed, she alleges that my client physically abused her. The more reasonable explanation may be that Emma was scared that the real truth (that nothing happened) was about to come out, that someone might talk to (X), and that someone might start investigating her other “stories”. She then creates a fantastic tale of abuse about her mother to get the heat off of her. It is interesting that the sexual abuse case apparently has not been filed and it appears that, even after aggressively pursuing the action against the clergyman, neither Emma nor her father is pushing the case forward. It appears that she is now happy that the new story has covered the old one.

Emma Roey has presented her baseless allegations and one-sided information to your client and her counselors, and it appears that no one has made any attempt to look into the truthfulness of the allegations. My client does not believe that the counselors can adequately treat Emma without honest information. While I am not a psychologist, I think it would be relevant for the counselors to have information that might cause them to treat what may be a personality disorder rather than issues resulted from alleged abuse (physical and sexual). In order for my client to help with her own counseling, she has provided this information to her own counselor and it is my understanding that the counselor was concerned for Emma. It is my further understanding that the counselor is going to either forward the information to, or discuss the information with, the counselor for Emma.

If the allegations against my client and the minister (sexual allegations) are untrue, it would appear that Emma is willing to go to great lengths for attention and is willing to destroy anyone and anything. Your client may want to recall that he was the object of her accusations a couple of years ago (alleging that he called her vile names on a regular basis) and my client defended him, seeking treatment for the child. Emma needs help before she destroys herself and/or someone else. My client implores your client to review this information with an open mind and, if he will, work together with my client to both help the child and help this family. I am sure that if he both looks at this information and reviews other incidents using common sense, and not the protectiveness that all of us parents have concerning our children, he will come to the correct conclusion and want to help his daughter.

Please call me with any questions or if I can be of assistance. Both my client and I want to see Emma get help and for the family to begin healing.
Yours very truly,

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False Police Report Filed by Emma

In 2012, Emma filed a false report with the police. I don’t know exactly when the report was made, but I am guessing that it was the night I was at my women’s small group, down the street from our home. Emma was a part of the group for 6 years, so she knows the schedule of when we meet. I would guess that she probably checked to see if my car was there. Emma does not have a protective order against me. That expired in April of 2011 after Phill took out the protective order against me. Also, I have witnesses who went with me and left with me. My attorney does not even want me to go to my own home to collect my belongings because he fears for my own safety or that Phill or Emma will claim something else that didn’t happen. I can assure you, I’m not going anywhere near Emma. She has worked at the Mall of Ga. Chik-fil-a for months, and I won’t even go to the mall without a witness. She’s my daughter, and I love her, but she has some serious problems. I believe she is mentally ill. After discussing our family with therapists, counselors, and social workers, I am afraid that Phill and I did not see a lot of warning signs we should have picked up on over the years. This is a child who snow-balled one story into another. She would rather destroy her own family than admit to her lies. I am very concerned for Emma’s future, and for what she may do to those around her.

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As I stated earlier, this letter contains only a few of Emma’s lies that I have documented. I have many more, and you can contact me if you are interested in reading further. My attorney has a record of all the original e-mails and confirmations of witnesses who verified that Emma told them things that were untrue. He has spoken to many of these people himself. I’m sure what we have is just part of a collection, and that there is much more that hasn’t even been uncovered. If you have any questions or comments about anything Emma may have said, please feel free to contact me. Now that the divorce is final, I will be taking this story public. I will also be keeping a blog and posting the entire story here:

https://losingemma.wordpress.com

Addendum:

On Aug. 13, 2012, I had dinner with some friends in my old Deer Creek neighborhood, down the street from my former home.   I was there from about 6-9pm, and after I left, Phill, who was somewhere up north, on the road for UPS, called my old neighbors to ask if I was moving in with them.  They had no idea what he was talking about.  He told them that Emma had seen my car at their house and was afraid to be home alone.  I’m not sure why a 3 hour visit warranted a call to see if I was moving in with my old neighbors. I have not seen Emma for 1 year and 5 months.  I don’t believe Emma is afraid of me.  I believe Emma is afraid to face me.