About 16 months ago, my perfect world was shattered. After trying to reach my best friend of 15 years, and unable to contact him, I recieved a phone call from his sister. He was in jail. accused of molesting his step daughterof 16 years. Needless to say, I am devestated. I was very close to the both of them, in fact, closer than my own family. Nobody believes these accusations, other than the police and da's office. The victims own mother did not believe her, terminated parental rights and stood by her husband. In california, the accuser has all the rights. He has recently been convicted of 11 out of 12 felony counts, and will soon be sentenced to life in prison based on a sham of a fair trial. I considered this young lady as my own daughter and don't know where she is coming from on this. I truly believe in my friend, but am torn tothe point of depression and suicidal thoughts. Any help or insight would be helpfull
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