When I was sitting at the bus stop this morning, I had nothing to think about.
My mind was a blank slate empty thoughts and mental words.
I got up to get on the bus, I turned around out of curiosity, and saw a missing person's sign.
She was a black female that looked like she had been a nurse for a living and she looked so joyous and happy to be alive.
At that moment, when I saw those pearly whites on the black and white bleached piece of paper, I thought to myself, "I wonder where she is. I wonder what basement she's in. I wonder what kind of guy is raping her and torturing her right now."
The world is corrupt.
Her mom or relative came in the New Pittsburgh Courier the other day with signs, asking if we'd publish them in the paper and I think we did.
ReplyDeleteWas she about 15 ish?