By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee/@GeeGranny on Twitter
We’ve been keeping up with the news about the little 13 year old girl who met an older guy online. We don’t know all the circumstances yet … but, he and another girl who was close to his age … murdered this young girl.
They stabbed her to death. Why? They haven’t told us ‘why?’, yet. Two people who are around the ages of 19-21 years old … stabbed, killed a 13 year old girl? What’s wrong with that picture?
A little, innocent girl … who met the boy online … she climbs up on a piece of furniture in her bedroom, slips out the window to go … meet Death unknowingly.
We wonder if the couple raped, tortured her. We wondered if they cursed her, scared her … tortured her physically … tortured her mentally, verbally before she died. We worried that they did, said unspeakable things to her before she died … how long did she … have to know … she was going to die? If it was quick … or took a long time?
These things are in our minds … and I wonder what her last thoughts were … was she in shock from the realization of the mistake she’d made as a child … a mistake she’d have no chance of … ever not making again. Knowing … she should have listened to the warnings to not talk to strangers online … not to go meet them.
I know as a child growing up … when I knew I was learning a lesson in life … I remember thinking ‘oh my God! if I can just make it through this … I’ll never do it again!’ This little girl never got that chance to ‘never do it again’ … she learned a lesson … but, it was too late to know that she did. I worried for her thoughts before … darkness came … permanent darkness.
I think of such things … I think of details … I worry for what people go through … I care. I wish I could make time go back … the little girl live to never repeat her mistake again. If this … if that … I go back to worrying what were her last thoughts … I know her parents do … and it torments them.
I’ve lost my only child … I worry for what were his last thoughts … things like that. Sometimes … we don’t need to know everything.
I always think to the last moments when I hear someone has died, been murdered, killed. I grieve for what they must have gone through. Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
Note by this Author:
It is my nature to think about everything … living or dying. My mind looks for even the tiniest details … it wants to know everything. Maybe I should have been a detective in my life. I would have been thorough … go the extra mile in determining the cause of this … of that.
I look closely at the photo put up on the news broadcast … 13 years old. I still ‘see’ her baby face … she hadn’t even begun to mature like a lot of young girls do … getting a older face as a teenager. She hadn’t even got to the point of using make-up to be … beautiful … she didn’t get the chance to do anything … to be a teenager.
Two people … I think the girl was 19 … and maybe the boy was 21 … not too much older than her … killed her. Why did the bastards do that? They didn’t know that little girl. I wonder if they terrorized her … prolonged torturing her before they killed her.
I truly wish each person who murdered someone … would have the same thing done to them … if there’s no doubt. Or … taken to the point of being murdered … left to be made to live so, they can feel, see how it felt. Do I sound cruel? I promise you I’m not. I have the biggest Heart in the world.
Photo/story owned, written by me … Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee.