When I was a child a girl I went to school with (had attended her birthday party) was kidnapped sexually abused and murdered. She was walking from the horse stables on her families property along a road to the house. It took them a couple of weeks to find the body. Her killer was found and convicted. It was the summer after 3rd grade. I think that was the first time I ever realized their was evil in the world. Stories about abduced children like the one on babycenter today always make me think of her. I think of her from the perspective of a child still. I think she was the first person I ever knew who died. (I know I didn't go to a funeral until the summer after 5th grade when my mothers Unce Chuck died.) It was a lot to process that not only did people die but that someone my age had died and not only that but that she had been so brutally abused and killed. My parents didn't hid it from me we watched the news every night whether my school mate was featured or not. I know that summer and other times we would run and hide from white vans because there is always white box trucks and vans around so of course no matter what happens that is the first vehicle that is reported on the news. DC Sniper for the locals here. Often like wiht the DC Snipers it is not even a white van involved. But to us kids nothing could get us running into a neighbors backyard faster than seeing a white van.
I know my girls are too young to know there is evil in the world. So it is my duty to watch out for the white van for them.
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