This isn't really a poem but a story.. u see my friend Shannon was a great girl and she will always be loved and missed, this story is a Lil psycho (literally) but its a true story.
Shannon had a bad life or so she thought. One day she decided to run away. she called a friend of hers to help her his name was billy and he had some friends with him. billy was strung out on drugs pretty bad. when he picked Shannon up a few blocks away from her house he took her to the woods..billy and his friends raped her and then killed her. They tried to burn her body to cover it up but it did work. not long after Shannon was found and so was billy and his friends. the twisted part is that my older sister was dating billy but they broke up about a year before that happened and i saw him in his orange outfit with his friends going to jail awaiting either the death trial or life in prison. i didn't follow up on what happened with him i was to caught up on losing Shannon. i couldn't even go to her funeral i was so devastated. my lesson in this is that you cant always trust who u think you can.
I was really close with billy and that could have been me.. i mean if i seen him driving down the street and i had a long walk to walk band he asked if i needed a ride i would have got in the care b CZ i thought i knew him. that could have been me .. I'm thankful it wasn't... but i still think about Shannon ever day of my life and , not long after her death i found a picture of billy and my sister and then i burned it ,, hoping it would kill him slowly,... that my twisted story but its true ..U CANT TRUST EVERYONE
