Dear Maurice,
Many thanks for your voice message. I thought that I would write how I am now and how was yesterday. As I said Hungarian names perhaps it was more difficult to understand my text to you.
It is very bad feeling that people can abuse of your name and write letters in your name. Now I got to know about two ones but maybe there can be more compromising letters of me on the Facebook.
Who could put this letter on the page of my best friend’s daughter??? After this catastrophe who dared aggravate their awkward situation with a villainous letter???
Her husband died, she remained here with her four children alone, without their house which burnt down. Today my friend called me and told that I couldn’t imagine that in the village every craftsman, carpenters, bricklayers, joiners, plumbers, decorators, electricians etc offered their free help to Vera . Everybody brings to them every kind of articles of clothing.
Who dared involve me in this tragedy??? My friend consoled me that they had no time to read Facebook and if they would have read they didn’t believe it.
What Happened?
Yesterday morning when I turned on my laptop it was a letter from an unknown girl.
She wrote to me a very roughly letter:
( but you have to know that on the Facebook there is a page with the title: “My death age” Somebody about 3 months ago sent me this test. I opened and I immediately saw that it doesn’t interest in me. So I didn’t put down my name, but it was enough that I opened they took my name and they began to send their icon and text. I threw them in the spam. I told you this story because it belongs to my story.)
So the girl very roughly wrote to me: "Say to me, you are normal ? How were you possible to put on Vera’s page “My death age” If you put on whoever’s page it would be very tasteless. But right on the Vera’s page. This is scandalous heartlessness. And she was taken a photo of the page and really it was my photo and this icon.
I answered I didn’t put on anything, anywhere. And I don’t know who is this Vera.
She wrote her name , Vera Borsi, She wrote that their house burned down last weekend and they could very difficultly escape with 4 children and her husband and their dog died.
When I saw the name my blood froze, I began to tremble and I burst into sobbing. Vera Borsi isn’t an unknown person for me, but my best friend’s daughter who I have known since her birth and I like almost as my own children. I read again the letter because I wasn’t sure whether I read her husband died or I imagined only. At the second reading I calmed down, that only the dog died.
I wrote the girl that Vera Borsi is my best friend’s daughter. And I immediately called my friend to ask what happened. I couldn’t stop my sobbing , from the helplessness somebody dishonoured my beloved Vera’s page with my letter.
I called my friend and she told me that Arpi, his son-in-law died. This news than bolt from the blue hit me and my sobbing turned into a terrible scream. How? How is possible? She told me as escaping from the blazing house he fell down spiral steps and his spine had broken and he died in few minutes.
You can’t imagine my pain I loved them all, her 4 children, Arpi who was a teacher also and Vera, I loved them as they would have been my own children. I coudn’t stop crying and if I stopped for a few time I began to cry again.
This is the second letter which went to the Facebook in my name.
In the first I declared about myself that I have two X chromosomes this means in Hungary that I am homosexual. Of course I am not homosexual but I have homosexual friends because I think it is their private matter and I don’t care about it.
Then I wrote a letter that how possible that somebody can write in my own name and with my photo. I didn’t receive any answer.
Now I wrote again two letters in English and in Hungarian and I said to them if in three days won’t delete my name on the Facebook list ,I will write in the Centre of Facebook in America.
This my story what ruined my day.
Today my friend called me again because she composed herself and she told me everything to the smallest detail. She told me that the firemen told that it is incredible that from this house everybody could came out and the husband also could remain in life if he didn’t fall down from the steps.
Vera whose smile is the most best in the world I don’t know she can smile again. They loved each other very much.
I am very sorry that you couldn’t participate in the Skype session. The atmosphere was very familiar.
By: Kati
