my journal

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I wrote about the cruelty I had experienced at the hands of the sex traffickers their sick demented clients who came ruin began ruining the lives of girls younger than me. I was told on more than one occasion
that even if I escape them another will be waiting and rgey were they didn't use me like first but they said I'd never be really free not unless I'm dead otherwise I'm just  going to be taken sold used and used like some old table then broken down
funny, they could never break me. My parents did something right when they tossed me away after betraying me. Nobody could break me. I steeled my soul
I made the mistake of letting people into my twisted life. In the end, it almost cost them theirs
I was not going to allow
them take angel or hurt anyone else, so I purposely let allowed them capture me, knowing my end would not be a bright one
maybe I wasn't meant to have what others have. Maybe I was simply born to be hated, betrayed, and murdered .
this is the final page of life .
Willa James Martinez
or just remember me as
Willa Martinez, if you remember me at all.

one year later
Willa Martinez's journal
was found by a couple
who we're going to purchase the home where Willa was murdered the couple
found inez Martinez turned over Willa's journal to her that was last couple to even look at the house where Willa died it was later demolished at the request of Martinez family.

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