Hey Johnny, I noticed in many of your past blogs, you typically reply to nearly every person that comments. Ellie commented on this, and you didn't reply. I am willing to bet that it's because it got lost somewhere like you mentioned before. I I have a mighty hope that this gets to you:
~Johnny That is a very wonderful poem and I thank you. In all honesty it took me a moment to notice that you wrote of me. Mostly because it's….shocking I guess? er better yet, unexpected rather than shocking. Mom always speaks of you whenever I post/reply to you. She has a real talent on making people feel guilty for something they should not. I speak to you even though I know of your mistakes. I know what your capable of but it does not scare me. I use to have nightmares (ones mom never knew of so shh) In those nightmares you aren't some monster. What I saw never give me fear but sorrow to take it's place. Up until maybe 7 I had a hard time accepting that you wasn't in my life. I would day dream of having a father but when night came and I awoke, again and again, without a father, I'd cry. I can blame you for many things and I use to. Because you wasn't there for me (nor any of your children) I became cautious, emotionless or even depressed. I could blame you but I don't nor will I. I am in control of my reactions not you. I will say because of your stupidity and unfaithfulness I am smart about trusting guys :) I do admit I have trust issues with…well everyone except one person (I will not include his/her name) I have many flaws and made plenty of mistakes but I'm learning from them. Sometimes I wish you could just meet me. Not through the mail nor on the internet but face to face. Of course I'm not sure you would like me but I'm sure you'll have fun. I'm…off I guess. I'm nerdy and honest. If you only saw how I spend my Sundays (after cartoons of course) hmm, I feel as if I'm typing to much :/ I forget who I'm talking to sometimes. Oh! hehe I wished to ask you if any of your other children speak to you :) I know it's not any of my business but I'm curious *shrugs* and one last thing. I would like to know if you would want a picture of me and mickie. I know that you probably have no idea as to what me and Mitch looks like so eh, thought I could offer. Assuming it's otay with mom…grr. I wish you could see Connor :) He use to look like me and mom but after he turned 15 his face changed. He looks so much like you now it's scary. Mitch also looks like you but she's always been that way. I'm now the odd ball :l I could pass as a tall, skinny Opal now O_O What has this world come to….
Usually a poem of this size bores the live long day out of me, but this one is fantastic. It hits many notes, and makes me think of my own little family. Keep up the good work.
Man! That's a long one compared to your past blogs. It's pretty good. I'll try to find some of your other writing, if I can find it online if it isn't in the newer blogs you have posted.
Hey Johnny, I just wanted to let you know that I'm Raven Madison, I changed my name from Phillip Miller-Hoops before I joined the military. We lived together in SC and delivered pizza for a couple years. I search your name every year or so after I found out about your initial sentencing just to look for updates and whatnot. Yesterday I googled your name again, and your recent blog came up along with 24 more pages of your letters. I looked around on the SCDC website for a means of using email or something, but there is absolutely no option for it. We have a lot to catch up on; It looks like you could use some female attention much more than nostalgia, but if you want I'd like to write you back and forth as well. Just write in a blog if you would like to write other than female, and I'd be happy to tell you about my family, and crazy ride I have been on. Live strong, brother.
I'm going to be 100% honest here, Johnny, convicted sex offenders should have their genitals removed. I'm not even kidding, rapists, child molesters and the like need to have the tool to their craft taken from them. Any person who had a daughter that got raped or molested by one of these sick men would agree.
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~Johnny
That is a very wonderful poem and I thank you. In all honesty it took me a moment to notice that you wrote of me. Mostly because it's….shocking I guess? er better yet, unexpected rather than shocking. Mom always speaks of you whenever I post/reply to you. She has a real talent on making people feel guilty for something they should not. I speak to you even though I know of your mistakes. I know what your capable of but it does not scare me. I use to have nightmares (ones mom never knew of so shh) In those nightmares you aren't some monster. What I saw never give me fear but sorrow to take it's place. Up until maybe 7 I had a hard time accepting that you wasn't in my life. I would day dream of having a father but when night came and I awoke, again and again, without a father, I'd cry.
I can blame you for many things and I use to. Because you wasn't there for me (nor any of your children) I became cautious, emotionless or even depressed. I could blame you but I don't nor will I. I am in control of my reactions not you. I will say because of your stupidity and unfaithfulness I am smart about trusting guys :) I do admit I have trust issues with…well everyone except one person (I will not include his/her name) I have many flaws and made plenty of mistakes but I'm learning from them.
Sometimes I wish you could just meet me. Not through the mail nor on the internet but face to face. Of course I'm not sure you would like me but I'm sure you'll have fun. I'm…off I guess. I'm nerdy and honest. If you only saw how I spend my Sundays (after cartoons of course) hmm, I feel as if I'm typing to much :/ I forget who I'm talking to sometimes. Oh! hehe I wished to ask you if any of your other children speak to you :) I know it's not any of my business but I'm curious *shrugs* and one last thing. I would like to know if you would want a picture of me and mickie. I know that you probably have no idea as to what me and Mitch looks like so eh, thought I could offer. Assuming it's otay with mom…grr. I wish you could see Connor :) He use to look like me and mom but after he turned 15 his face changed. He looks so much like you now it's scary. Mitch also looks like you but she's always been that way. I'm now the odd ball :l I could pass as a tall, skinny Opal now O_O What has this world come to….