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Aug 2016
I thought I knew afraid
Going to spring break
with some friends
we never met up
there was this guy
offered me a ride?
and took it
foolish girl...
or they abducted me
that makes more sense...

though maybe ignoring that voice
even though its usually right
I wasn't supposed to be here
My family thinks I'm somewhere else

I'm Seventeen...you know
A soccer queen
from Rochester N.Y.
blonde cutie they say
child-like I hear
I hear we had ***
This guy & I?

Then I was...
offered to his friends
offering me drinks and drugs
No...no...
I try to run
My Instincts
my feet running
my breathing quickened
like a deer
look behind
Here he comes!
Not time to die
I don't remember
Till the gun hit me so hard
I thought I had
I couldn't cry
Or breathe...
I prayed...
for anyone
anything to come
I wasn't saved

Pistol whipped
Gang rapped
Visceral,
animals
******* out my soul
bruises
bleeding
broken
I can't feel anything
my eyes are wide shut

Why?
What's wrong with them?
Why... do they hate me?

Human trafficking they said
No...no....no
I'm "Missing"
Gotta ditch da *****!
no...no.....no....no....No!!!!

It's so dark
I am so tiny
Didn't stand a chance
So alone
back home
Miss them already....Momma, Daddy...
my friends
Don't cry ....please!
Eerily quiet
Endless Silence
After the 2 loudest shots I've ever heard

Wrapped in plastic?
Dragged out to the Alligator pits
Gone girl
No more boyfriends
or holding hands
Never having Daddy's children
or getting married
I dreamed of
becoming famous
but not only as a ghost
my big ideas
playing soccer
I already miss it all....
I'm late for dinner

I'm speaking to the jailhouse snitches
To the ones involved
Never gonna rest
till I have my day in court
haunt them till the day they die
or drive them MAD
so even if they never find my bones
I know I'm not alone
we must keep looking for Justice
not just the poetic kind
someone out there knows ....
everything.

"In matters of Truth and justice
There's no difference between the large and small problems, for issues concerning the treatment of people
are all the same" - Albert Einstein


"There's no bar to a prosecutor pursuing a homicide without a body"

"Problems in the modern era where the body itself is the best evidence"


Cherie Nolan Β© 2016
Sad news story, as a Mother more than troubling. Just heart wrenching...and just unbelievable. I took down her name just out of respect for brittanee ...
Ma Cherie
Written by
Ma Cherie  F/Somewhere in Vermont....
(F/Somewhere in Vermont....)   
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