a mothers will •jackie young.

chapter 3.

jackie🦋.

"when did you realize your daughter was missing ?" the interviewer asked me.

i took a deep breath because ik i get so emotional when it comes to talking about that day. even 11 years later no matter how much time goes by its gonna effect me just like the day it happened.

"when i looked up to make sure she was okay. i had dropped a bag of grapes and i tried to quickly pick them up. i looked up and she was gone" i said wiping my tears.

aja sat beside me as she consoled me. i needed someone here with me someone ik i could trust and aja was the first person to volunteer.

"what happened after that ?"

"i remember calling her name over and over. i ran around the whole store crying and screaming for her. i was asking people if they'd seen her but they said no. it's crazy that no one saw someone leave with a baby"

"and what about security footage ? didn't the store have surveillance cameras ?"

"yes they did and the police told me they would look at it but never did. they never cared to find gianna at all. they looked for her for about 3 hours and gave up"

"and it was so frustrating because your supposed to help me not give up and act like you don't care it's your job to care and you get paid to care"

"i think that it was racially motivated that they didn't care to look for her. the moment they found out she was a black baby that was it" i said.

"and how have your family cope with the lost of your daughter ?" he asked me.

"it was really anger. not at the fact that i lost her but-

"correction someone STOLE her" aja said making me nod my head.

"it was more of the fact that the police didn't care. and it hurt, it hurt me so bad because i thought i had a team with me to help"

"i remember one day a girl that was around my age at the time came to my house. she said she wanted to start a search party to look for gianna and it made me so happy. it gave me hope that someone still cared."

"so we did and approximately 2,174 people came out and helped. there where fore wheelers, helicopters, people on foot in 93 degree heat, there were hikers and everything. we never found her but i was grateful for that still am to this day"

"what do you want the person who kidnapped your daughter know ?"

"i just want my baby back. okay that's all i want. you can run from the police i will give you money just give her back to me. wether she's alive or not i just want her home." i cried.

"gianna.. mommy loves you. i'm sorry i didn't protect but i want you to know not a day goes by that i don't think of you my love. i miss you. and i need you to keep fighting for me. i love you baby."

i finished the interview and after totally bawling my eyes out i headed to the gym for practice. i'm hoping my message will help in some way. the hardest part about this is not knowing if she's alive or not.

because i want my baby back but if i get her back and have to bury her that's what i fear most. i'm praying for the best but prepared for the worst. i still have hope that my daughter is alive and that she's fighting.

"jackie heyyy" sydney ran over to me.

she hugged me tightly and i instantly broke down. anytime someone hug me like that it's my way of saying "i needed it".

"it's okay. we love you such much girl. we're here for you and gigi is so proud of you for staying strong for her"

ty🫧.

i finished watching jackie's interview and you can see the hurt in her eyes.. you can hear it in her voice. but looking into her eyes all i see is tiredness. exhaustion my bestie is tired.

"God i pray you give my bestie some peace. even if it hurt she deserves to give her daughter the proper funeral. please bring gigi home safely. and gigi keep fighting baby we know you got it in you. we're so proud of you and all how strong you are. just like your mommy. we love you. we trust you lord always. AMEN" i prayed.

its a everyday habit that i pray for both my best friend and my niece. it's the only way we can stay strong is by keeping God by our side. i hope that we will get some hope some day. it's been 11 years and we both still have hope for her. cus ik she's a fighter.

"hey i'm so proud of you love" i said to jackie.

"thank you my heart" she said smiling.

"so guess what" i said.

"what ?"

"i got a message and they want me and you to go to la to model some nike shoes for them. it's called the gianna foundation which is shoes made around her. i told them i would ask you because ik doing stuff like this makes you emotional"

"omg really ? aww i would love too. do you want to bestie ?" she asked

"ofc i do. if it has anything to do with keep gigi's memory alive then i'm down whenever" i said.

"okay well tell him let's do it" jackie replied smiling.

"bet these finna be so cute" i squealed.

"like a photo shoot with my best friend repping my niece period" i added making jackie smile.

"i love you" she said.

"i love you forever. yk imma always be there for you and gigi. cus iykyk that was my little bestie and i miss her too. but we gone get through this" i told her.

"yeah she loved tt ty, cus you had her so spoiled" jackie replied making me nod.

"yup she can have wtv from me especially when you tell her no. im one of them aunties that if yah mama said you can't have this then imma get it for her anyway" i said as we laughed.

"no fr you did that so bad and she didn't even fool with me no more" she said.

me and jackie continued to talk about all the little memories we have. although she was so young she was full of life. she loved to laugh and play and it's always good to remember her beautiful smile.

chapter 3😝! i will slap them policemen cus you being racist for what ? she's a child do your job man 😒. anyways how we feeling ? lmkk!

hope you guys like it, and if you don't too bad. you should go write a book 😊. to my few supporters for this book BAE I LUHH YOUU 😝🩷🩷. vote and comment! muahhh 💋💋💋.