Lei Chao's letter to Pierre Toussaint

This is a letter Lei sent to Pierre while the latter was in prison.

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‘To Pierre Toussaint.

I hate you for what you did to your own children, your wife and my own daughter who you victimized since the day I became a father.

Back then, you were a French immigrant from Paris while I was a Macau Chinese immigrant who came from the depths of hell.

You were the high school’s wild teen party boy.

My daughter was soon born. A sweet, innocent little girl who I loved because she gave me a new meaning to life other than the vicious cycle my family had, but you saw her as nothing but an obstacle who got in the way of going out on a Saturday night when you weren’t working.

To you, I wasn’t allowed to love my own daughter, let her hug me and you acted like what was best for her and me.

You never loved your own children either. You only got your wife pregnant so you could lavish her getting the attention of having a pregnant wife then left the kid to her after a few months so you could party, especially when your daughter told you to keep your voice down because she was doing her assignments then you screamed at her.

And don’t get me started on the PAWN SHOPS! God damn, I still can't believe you would even do that! (More on that later)

I fucking regret going to parties with a selfish, manipulative, petty psychopath of a man like you who HATES my child because she exists and the fact I have to tell you to keep your voice down because she was having a nap and I could barely come to your Saturday Night Parties anymore.

When Xiu-mei grew, she was condescended too and even looked down upon. My fellow gang members even heard you speak negatively of her.

You screamed at her when she dared to get a little mouthy and stand up for her own dignity. To you, Xiu-mei was a babied spoiled brat who talked back to you and didn’t listen to you. She knew you hated her.

And on that day, you crossed the line and stole one of her favorite toys made, which made me fucking despise you.

You stole these seven Pikachu plushies from my daughter, my fellow gang member and my friend’s daughter! And all for fucking what?! The latter never spoke to you and avoided you like the plague and yet you still stole her property.

Thanks to you, my daughter’s mental health was severely affected. For a while, she couldn’t be left alone without her favorite Pikachu plush, which is a Pikachu in a Ghetsis costume she named Mr. Funny Outfit after you stole him from her room and pawned it for money as ‘punishment’.

Fuck you, fuck you, and fuck you! I hope you die in prison.’

Xiu mei’s note.
With the help of Lei and a child psychologist, Xiu-mei wrote a note that was stapled to the back on the note her father had written.

To the horrible man and Pikachu kidnapper Pierre...

I really don’t like you. You were mean and horrible to me since the day mommy and daddy had me.

My earliest memories of you were screaming at me and my daddy after he told you he couldn’t come to your birthday party he was hosting with daddy’s old friends.

For a long time, I couldn't be left alone without any of the Pikachu for too long. I cried myself to sleep every night. And you didn't even say sorry.

My auntie Maria and cousin Akara who owned three and one of them actually allowed me to borrow them.

You screamed abuse at me when I dared to talk back to you because you acted condescending to me and looked down upon me.

When I was playing tea parties, I heard you speak negatively of me, which made me sad.

I didn’t even understand why you hated me, but after hearing and talking to daddy’s friends, I understand.

And it made me not like you, because mommy and daddy had me.

You didn’t like the fact daddy spent time with me, hugged me or anything.

You kidnapped my three Pikachu, auntie’s Maria’s three Pikachu, and cousin Akara’s Pikachu you because you didn’t like me standing up for myself.

I was left panicked and terrified because I thought I would never see them ever again...

Then the nice man at the shop gave them back to me. I sobbed in relief.

To end this, I hope I never see you again. Daddy says you’re going to be locked away for a very long time...