Ryan was running down the beach one evening, when he saw a bottle stuck down on the beach and pulled out the cork. After a while he finally got out the paper of the bottle,
"Samantha Landon 1210 East Cliff Rd. Bar Harbor, Maine 04605, USA. 24th August 2008 To the person who finds this bottle: I'm glad that you have found my message. What I am going to tell you now is, sadly, true. I'm Samantha Landon. I'm 43 year old. In more than 25 years, I have been married to a man named Guy Landon. Together we have three children and a dog. I don't know how I'm going to say this in a nice way, but I'll try. In many years Guy haven't treated my family well. In the beginning he was nice and he treated my children like a father should. But as the years went, Guy's love to the children became smaller and smaller, and in the end, it was pure hatred. I don't know why. The kids have always been nice to us. The smallest, most simply thing, the kids does, annoy him, and I can't stand it anymore. I've tried to talk to Guy, but it just makes things worse. When the kids were 12, 14 and 16, he started to abuse them. I got enough and tried to call the police. I dialed the 911, but it didn't make any sound. Guy had simply blocked our phone, and anything else, where you could get in touch with people through, because he didn't want me to leave with the kids. Some nights, he came home drunk, and started crying. He begged me to don't leave with the kids, and promised he was going to be sweet well. It started over the next day, and repeat. Of course I protected my kids, and he
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