GET A TISSUE READY ,
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From: Maria Sandoval on 11/21/2000 07:43 AM
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Solorio/NA/Enron@ENRON, Brenda Flores-Cuellar/NA/Enron@Enron, Judy 
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	From:  Chantelle Villanueva                           11/20/2000 05:13 PM
	

To: Elizabeth Soto/HOU/ECT@ECT, Maria Sandoval/HOU/ECT@ECT, Irena D 
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This one REALLY makes you cry!!!!!!!
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Aimee Lannou   11/20/2000 04:57 PM

To: JennMeador@HOTMAIL.COM, abayliss@mccoyinc.com, Chantelle 
Villarreal/HOU/ECT@ECT
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Subject: GET A TISSUE READY



>
>  > > Dear God...read this!
>  > >
>  > >
> * >                       >>>>> > >>Misty"
> * >                       >>>>> > >> My name is Misty
> * >                       >>>>> > >> I am but three,
> * >                       >>>>> > >> My eyes are swollen
> * >                       >>>>> > >> I cannot see,
> * >                       >>>>> > >> I must be stupid
> * >                       >>>>> > >> I must be bad,
> * >                       >>>>> > >> What else could have
> * >                       >>>>> > >> Made my daddy so mad?
> * >                       >>>>> > >> I wish I were better
> * >                       >>>>> > >> I wish I weren't ugly,
> * >                       >>>>> > >> Then maybe my mommy
> * >                       >>>>> > >> Would still want to hug me.
> * >                       >>>>> > >> I can't speak at all
> * >                       >>>>> > >> I can't do a wrong
> * >                       >>>>> > >> Or else I'm locked up
> * >                       >>>>> > >> All the day long.
> * >                       >>>>> > >> When I awake
> * >                       >>>>> > >> I'm all alone
> * >                       >>>>> > >> The house is dark
> * >                       >>>>> > >> My folks arent home
> * >                       >>>>> > >> When my mommy does come
> * >                       >>>>> > >> I'll try and be nice,
> * >                       >>>>> > >> So maybe I'll get just
> * >                       >>>>> > >> One whipping tonight.
> * >                       >>>>> > >> Don't make a sound!
> * >                       >>>>> > >> I just heard a car
> * >                       >>>>> > >> My daddy is back
> * >                       >>>>> > >> From Charlie's Bar.
> * >                       >>>>> > >> I hear him curse
> * >                       >>>>> > >> My name he calls
> * >                       >>>>> > >> I press myself
> * >                       >>>>> > >> Against the wall
> * >                       >>>>> > >> I try and hide
> * >                       >>>>> > >> From his evil eyes
> * >                       >>>>> > >> I'm so afraid now
> * >                       >>>>> > >> I'm starting to cry
> * >                       >>>>> > >> He finds me weeping
> * >                       >>>>> > >> He shouts ugly words,
> * >                       >>>>> > >> He says its my fault
> * >                       >>>>> > >> That he suffers at work.
> * >                       >>>>> > >> He slaps me and hits me
> * >                       >>>>> > >> And yells at me more,
> * >                       >>>>> > >> I finally get free And
> * >                       >>>>> > >> I run for the door.
> * >                       >>>>> > >> He's already locked it
> * >                       >>>>> > >> And I start to bawl,
> * >                       >>>>> > >> He takes me and throws me
> * >                       >>>>> > >> Against the hard wall.
> * >                       >>>>> > >> I fall to the floor
> * >                       >>>>> > >> With my bones nearly broken,
> * >                       >>>>> > >> And my daddy continues
> * >                       >>>>> > >> With more bad words spoken.
> * >                       >>>>> > >> "I'm sorry!", I scream
> * >                       >>>>> > >> But its now much too late
> * >                       >>>>> > >> His face has been twisted
> * >                       >>>>> > >> Into unimaginable hate
> * >                       >>>>> > >> The hurt and the pain
> * >                       >>>>> > >> Again and again
> * >                       >>>>> > >> Oh please God, have mercy!
> * >                       >>>>> > >> Oh please let it end!
> * >                       >>>>> > >> And he finally stops
> * >                       >>>>> > >> And heads for the door,
> * >                       >>>>> > >> While I lay there motionless
> * >                       >>>>> > >> Sprawled on the floor
> * >                       >>>>> > >> My name is Misty
> * >                       >>>>> > >> And I am but three,
> * >                       >>>>> > >> Tonight my daddy
> * >                       >>>>> > >> Murdered me.
> * >                       >>>>> > >> There are thousands of kids out
> there
> * > > just like
> * > >       >>>>> >Misty.
> * >                       >>>>> > >>And you can help. And please pass
> this
> * > > poem on because as crazy as
> * > >
> * > > >>>>>it
> * >                       >>>>> > >>might sound, it might just
> indirectly
> * > > change a life.
jennifer.cutaia@enron.com, eve.puckett@enron.com, diane.salcido@enron.com, 