If you haven’t read the previous two posts
this one will not make any sense to you.
So I hope that you’ll go back to read, at the very least,
the previous two,
so that these thoughts and this story flow for you.
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My husband and I watched a documentary last night.
It was about a missing girl.
Kidnapped at a young age.
In the 1970's.
She lived out a life,
Which appeared Seemingly normal,
Until it became obvious to others that it wasn’t.
But, it Never was normal.
Two thirds of the way through
the documentary,
My husband
Paused it
And turned to me and said
“I’m sorry
But I have to say this
This could’ve been you…”
We reiterated on the questions
that we had spoke of
a few days earlier with my brother
Who was this man?
Was this his first attempt at doing something like this?
Based on what my brother saw, he feels it obviously wasn’t.
Based on what I saw, I'd have to agree.
What would he have done to me?
The thought if that makes them shudder.
The thought makes me shudder.
So I don’t think of it.
Would I even be alive?
Because we all know
That there were zero good intentions
Behind this act
It took Not Even A Minute
For this man
To scoop me up
Pull me into his Hotel Room
And CLOSE the door.
If my brother wasn’t lingering behind
Intrigued by the Vending Machine
And the bugs crawling around it...
It was the late 1970’s
Things were different
It seems life was just
A little more naive
Technology didn't exist
as it does today
Even so, technology isn't everything, it doesn't fix everything, to doesn't explain everything, it doesn't prove everything, and it certainly doesn't eliminate evil. The current numbers of missing & exploited children are nauseating... and those are the numbers that are reported.
So,
Where would I be?
Who would I be?
What would I be?
Would I even... Be?
And
Would anyone ever really know?
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