Someone tell me if you have seen my husband-, asked the lady; HE
called Ernesto X; is 40 years old, works as a caretaker in a business
cars. He wore a dark shirt and light pants. He left the night before and not
Has returned; I do not know what to think. This before never happened to me.
I've been looking for my sister for three days, her name is Altagracia,
than the grandmother He left work for the school. I had some posts
jeans and a white shirt. It has not been the boyfriend. The guy is in his
home. They do not know about her at the PSN, or at the Hospital.
Somebody tell me if you have seen my son. She is a student of
Pre Medicine. His name is Agustín. He is a good boy. Sometimes is
stubborn when you think. They have stopped him. I do not know what strength. Pants
white, striped shirt. It happened the day before yesterday.
Clara Quiñones is called my mother. It is a soul of God, it does not get
with nobody. And they have taken it as a witness, for an issue that is no longer
with me. And I went to deliver myself, today in the afternoon and now they do not know who
He took her from the barracks.
Last night I heard several explosions. Shotgun and revolver shots.
Accelerated cars, brakes, screams. Eco boots on the street. Touches of
door. Complaints For Gods Broken plates. They were giving the soap opera.
That's why nobody looked out.
Where do the disappeared go?
Search in the water and in the bushes.
And why is it disappear?
Because we are not all the same.
And when does the disappeared return?
Every time he brings them the thought.
How do you speak to someone who has disappeared?
With emotion pressing inside.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)