The Secret Place

….So, at about the age of twelve, when most boys do what they are told NOT to do, B. J. went into the woods. From that day on his life was never
the same. This is more than just another book. This is our son’s secret journal that we found years after, …well, years after he
disappeared. These are his words. This is his story. The following was written on the first page of his journal, “As I start my story, I cannot
tell you my name, or where I live, or anything that might disclose who I am. I can, however, tell you one thing; when I was a baby my grandpa called me
B.J.”.



When our son was growing up none of the children were allowed to go into the woods behind our house. Two boys disappeared in the woods over ten years
ago and were never found, not a trace. I think this is why B.J. had to go into the woods. He had to see for myself what was there. What he found was
another world. It was a world that he writes about in his journal. He writes about an old lady called “Mowmow.” He writes about his best
friends LaCharles and Lizzy. He writes about a pond that is deep in the woods, and what he discovered on the other side of the pond. He writes about
love, fear, death, and God.



I left the pages of this book basically untouched; (so, you will find some misspelled words and incorrect grammar). However, I didn’t want to
change one word of what B.J. wrote. Every word is a clue as to what happened to him, or where he might be. When you finish reading his journal entries,
maybe you will understand? Maybe you can help us find B.J.?



The sketches in this book have been redrawn. However, the original sketches made by B.J. are in the “cold case file” in the basement of the
Charlotte, North Carolina courthouse.