Ratley: Kayla don’t want 2 talk 2 u. Pt.
Treacy: F— you. She does.
Ratley: Lol rapest
Treacy: Stop being stupid.
Ratley: Y do u like lil girls?
Treacy: Why are you trying to get urself killed?
Ratley: Go suck t—–’s p—-!
Treacy: Your ass is getting f—-d up. Wait for it. I will find you, I will mess you up. You will regret crossing me.
Ratley: Ok 9th grader lmao its oka rapest. Ur sick. Threat me alllll u want i think its funni.
Treacy: 1 grade higher um a rapist? When we ain’t done s—? Go f— urself u lil c—. Um sorry ur father abused u, but u shouldn’t take out on others u pitiful little s—.
Ratley: Mi dads dead bitch? N yeah cus Kayla jus a lil girl.
Treacy: Like I give a s—. How does talking to a girl that’s 1 grade below me make me a rapist? Ur a dumb f—.
Ratley: Stop txtn mi phone rapest n if u dont care jus stop tryin me k. N jus go visit ur dead brother.
Treacy: UR F—ING DEAD! I SWEAR TO GOD I’M GONNA KILL YOU! I’LL F—ING FIND YOU! YOUR ASS IS COLD, DEAD MEAT MUTHERF—–!
Ratley: K u make me giggle.
Treacy: watch how much you laugh when I strangle the life outta you!! You’re f—ed. You said the wrong thing to the worst person.
Ratley: Like u did mi dad thing oh such a hipacrit.
Treacy: No, no, I’m not. See, I didn didnt know ur father was dead, u knowingly took a shot at my deceased brother. Today, you die, Slut. Kayla riding the bus today?
Ratley: Idk. N iam not diein n if I do not from u. N yeah OKAAA. u don’t know who ur even talkin 2 do u?
Treacy: Idc, I’ll find you. You’re gonna die.
Ratley: Ok man hore.
Treacy: Tell me, what’s ur name?
Ratley: Ayesha d—.
Treacy: Ur gonna die.
Ratley: Oka ill b waitn so wen ur so called gunna kill me or well it b a surpriseb hum.
Treacy: aight. wait. I’m coming for you.
Ratley: Ok but wen god u go slow.
Treacy: Wait.u’ll see.
Treacy: Let me text Kayla real quick. Just one question I have to ask her.
Ratley: She not n tha same class txt her other friend they in tha same class.
As it would turn out, Treacy was not bullshitting. Treacy would later state an explosion went off inside him after he read the text about his brother. He sent a message to a friend telling them that he was going to jail for murder, did computer searches on ways to efficiently kill people barehanded, wrote up a short will and dressed in his dead brother’s clothes–including his brother’s steel-toed boots. He then hopped on his bike and rode out to the school where students were waiting to get on the buses to go home.
He approached his girlfriend and asked her to take him to Ratley. After Manson does this, witnesses describe Treacy walking up to Ratley, grabbing her by the neck, knocking her to the ground and then began doing a Mexican hat dance on top of her face. After several kicks and stomps to Ratley’s head, a teacher intervened and escorted Treacy inside the school to wait for police. Ratley was rushed to the hospital in critical condition.