Crime

Dear Bob, Bob. What a generic name. In fact, it is not your actual name, just simply what you went by as of nearly nine years ago. We were co-workers, yet I barely spoke to you. Honestly, you probably do not remember my name, my face or anything about me. But, I remember you and the one night we had together. It was an awkward burger joint we worked in. Actually, you left within a month of me starting there. You were the cool, yet aloof server and I was the awkward, shy hostess. You were friends with all of my best friends as well as many other people. I knew nothing about you, but I knew you were cute and that was all that mattered. You were at my friend’s house one night. We all were, even one of our managers. We all spent the evening drinking, playing beer pong, and...
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Why did you do it? Did you know what you were doing? The roof was high... Why the roof? Why us? Why me? Why my family? I have so many questions for you about that night but I know you cannot answer them all as you weren’t in the “right state of mind.” I know, it sounds crazy, right? It was just another regular day in life. I was sipping on a mango milkshake from probably Costco. But then, you came along. It may have been different from your point of view, so I’ll tell you what happened on my side. I still remember all of it pretty clearly. The vivid details in the few moments that mattered to me is the reason that this letter is being written. Anyways, it all started on a warm night in June at around 10 pm (I know, classic start to a story). I was chilling on the sofa looking thing...
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I got caught up with the wrong crowd when I moved to Toronto, and made some bad decisions. At my lowest point I ended up in a jail cell, which was a horrible experience. I am so glad someone referred me to Caryma Sa'd. She got me out on bail against the odds and once I was out she went above and beyond to keep me on the straight and narrow. You can tell she really cares about her clients. Worth every penny and a million times more!!!! www.sadvocacy.com for anyone else who could use some help.
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Let me first start off by saying this letter isn't for you, truly, it's for me. I know I can never make you feel how I feel. I am 17 years old. I was, a virgin, until you robbed that from me. You are 21. I was at a party, with my friends. I believed I was in a safe space. I had never been drunk before. You came, and you followed me around. You knew I was vulnerable and you knew I was a virgin. You plotted to take advantage of me. I just wanted to go to sleep. I went upstairs because I was tired. I could barely walk. You went with me. Asked me to 'cuddle'. I was clear that I did not want to sleep with you. I didn't know you. You didn't even know my name. You didn't know my hopes and dreams, my favorite color or cereal, you didn't know anything about me except that I was wasted and I...
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After just more than a year I had a lot of time to reflect on your actions. I wanted to say I forgive you and thank you. I was nervous about seeing you at grand jury with your attorney but it honestly did not matter. No judge or jury can judge you adequately but God himself. Neither of us can lie before him on judgement day. I forgave you a long time ago for your actions and found myself praying for you during this process. See everyone prayed for me and I was sure no one was praying for you. You needed the prayers more than me. It was easy to forgive you because you did not know me. Maybe if you knew me you would have saw your mother, or your teenage daughter's face (although you did say she kind of looked like me) or one of your sisters faces and made a better choice. Do they...
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This Chinese TEFL job recruiter was arrested in 2014 and pled guilty to defrauding over 1,000 foreign teachers working in China through salary skimming, fraudulent contracts like this one here, https://myalbum.com/album/Qt6TWGP0olx3 and deducting fake taxes, and witholding security deposits, and illegally charging moneys for employment release letters. Unfortunately she was arrested under the false name of Rebecca Tang and when released from prison in 2016, she simply began using a another new false "Chinglish" name of "Rosie Tang". Such Chinglish names are impossible to trace or use in filing a criminal complaint or law suit. As you can see from the below links, she is now using 11 different ghost company names that only exist in cyber space as she continues to cheat foreign expat...
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Yes, I look fine. I do look fine. I smile, I laugh, I enjoy...
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I’m sure I was not your first, but I hope that I am your last. I thought that it was me. I thought that I was drunk, forgot that I had said yes. When I finally came to, I didn’t know what was happening. I was scared. You scared me, both of you. I didn’t even know your names. I told you to stop… I guess stop just wasn’t a word in your vocabulary. Instead, I was pinned to the place that I slept every night without a worry in the world. I never thought this would become a place where I couldn’t sleep because the darkness was daunting. The thoughts were too much. I kept replaying it over and over in my head. I could barely see your faces, but I remembered everything I could about you: the way you smelled, the way you talked, what you said. I can still hear it to this day. “We...
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To the person who drugged me, Did you know what you were doing? Why did you do it? Why did you decide me? What were your intentions? Was it my fault? I have so many questions for you about that night. Although let me ask you some questions, did you know that the dose of GHB you gave me was lethal, did you know that my body was going to go into respiratory arrest, did you know I was going to be unable to breathe on my own and put on life support? Let us backtrack a little here. It was a Friday night, I was out with my best friend, and somewhere in that bar, you were there. You saw me, and that's when you decided to act. I was standing by the bar and turned my back from my drink. You took that as an opportunity. Was it a thrill for you? Was it exciting to see me fall into your trap...
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dear officer, I lost hope in the police department in my town the day three adults were allowed to beat up my little cousin me and my older cousin. I suffered from a permanent concussion. I was a happy loving child. I still believed in unicorns and happy endings. Then that day my life changed for everything. My dreams were as big as the sky. I thought I was limitless. After that day I had to go to doctors all the time (I was in a doctors office or hospital more than I was at home or school) I developed post-traumatic stress disorder, depression, and anxiety. for the first time ever that day I remember thinking when I turned 18 I'm leaving this town and will not return. You know what the cops told me? "I shouldn't have been walking down the street." they were seriously blaming me. I was...
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