Sometimes I want to curl up and die. I can't put into words how hard it is. But I'm not giving up. Amber was a fighter, so I'll be a fighter. We don't want any more dead babies.

The whole neighborhood was close-knit. It always was safe. It was for me.

The AMBER Alert to me is bittersweet. It's wonderful to bring children home where they belong, but what if we had the AMBER Alert when Amber went missing?

I would tell him the 'Bad Man' took her and did this to her. The name just kind of stuck.

He never met Amber, but it's still hard for him. He cries and he has to stop. But he likes to help me, and her.

She was just a giggly little 9-year-old girl.