The nymphs of the swamp Chapter - 1

This is the world that I did not know, this is the world that nobody tells you exists, this is the world that takes away your illusions and sinks so that you do not see its reality, which is also our reality; It is a world of pain for those who live, have lived and are immersed in their own rules, rules in which the power of a few decides for you, for me and for all; a power that transforms into the worst nightmare of those who are chosen to torture until they are left without a trace of their existence; a power mixed between the three sides of crime: the white necks stained with blood, those who in the name of God commit all kinds of bloody outrages using the cassock to attract their victims and the blood-soaked ones that are protected by the necks whites, while receiving the forgiveness and blessing of those in cassock.

Why me?

When I was little my life was the most common, like most of any girl of my age. Now I know that not everything was as I thought, now I know that no one imagines what you live in reality, a reality that affects millions of infants, in which every minute a person is being deprived of their freedom, is killed, is attacked sexually, child pornography, pedophilia, trafficking in people and something that shapes even the bravest, people dismembering people.

One way or another no one is safe from these beasts, from those who hypocritically plunder our country, intruding more and more each day to swell their accounts, their pockets and their rotten life, from which every day their stench is contagious around them Involving them in their incurable hunger disease of more power and more money, and in that tenor, they take millions of lives in their path, destroying families, burying homes, and laughing at the maternal tears that go mad when finding a null and very few times the "opportunity" to recognize the corpse of your loved one. This is what we live, in this we have become, overlapping criminals who show humility and actually move strings to infringe the fear of a society that every day is more tired and questioned.

Here's my story: My childhood was unfolding in a warm, happy, full of love, for me, every day were special, of course, I remember Christmas full of hope, every year as a cycle that closed to give the welcome to the new full of emotion, every school day was a new adventure, lovely sunsets, leafy trees, filled with a fresh wind with the smell of wet grass, Oh God, what a scent! The daily drizzle caressing the landscape giving luminosity and life to the different flowers that released their exquisite perfume permeating the whole environment, the freshness that far from feeling cold was a comfort transmitting peace, relaxation and harmony, the chains of the swings listening in response to the wind, while the whistling of the air between the branches became a lulling melody.

All that show was enough to escape to roll on the grass while my parents slept, where the hours passed without realizing enjoying the swinging waving and feeling the damp wind brushing my small face, to fall asleep at times.

My two brothers were so entertained with video games that I didn't even notice my absence inside the house. The light of dawn worked as an alarm for me, since it forced me to open my eyes, to what I reacted and ran towards my room to avoid being discovered, that was my great secret.

It was time to go to school and a new day began. My brothers used to meet with our friends who belonged to the group of houses near ours, distracting themselves with different games related to their respective ages, such as basketball, swimming, among others, Ah! You could not miss the fun bike rides on the area surrounding the area, a wooded area, with trees, shrubs, a stream, and the classic hiding place that they frequented for their meetings with the friends with whom a strong bond of brotherhood had been created.

For my part always withdrawn, although sometimes crazy, with my friends who were like the sisters I did not have, dreaming of different ways, despite my young age I always had in mind that there could be no limits when my dreams were about I grew up believing in what I wanted and with an example of strength and development learned from my family.

At that time, it is impossible for me not to remember the affection and protection on the part of my two brothers, of course being the biggest overprotective with me, who treated me like a princess. This does not mean I did not love my second brother, but Santiago was special, he was unique.

My mother, My beautiful mother always loving, understanding and gave us security, I always saw her happy, I never remember having seen her one day annoyed or angry, she looked so in love with my father, attentive to the needs of all and the time to meet with friends, which sometimes held at home, entertaining receiving visitors, including the mothers of our friends.

My father a fortunate man in all aspects of his life, enjoyed the perfect family, an excellent job very well paid that allowed him to perfectly cover the needs of the house and family. I remember the side garden, the one preferred by my parents to sit down to taste a good wine, what a garden for God, a paradise of love and a romantic space for my parents, I still remember the aroma of those beautiful white flowers, roses, jasmine and lemon trees, not to mention the color that added majesty to our home, because that's what we had, a home.

Once the time had passed, it was time to move to the big city, my father with great business skills was able to associate with large corporations, which caused an even more stable economy than we already had, as a result of all this, we went enrolled in one of the best schools, meanwhile my parents were getting more and more absorbed by commitments that were seen to be pleasing, business continued to provide satisfactions and juicy profits.

I started making new friends and I became a girl of what they call popular and that made me feel wrongly big, because most wanted to be close to me, so at my very young age I started sneaking in parties for bigger boys and girls that I, so I chose to leave the house in secret from my parents, something that greatly annoyed Santiago my dear brother, always threatening to accuse me with our parents, but never really did, I realized that I always took care of me, I encourage her to feel more than sure because he always showed up and that was also a source of excitement for my friends, because they went crazy wanting to get his attention.

Until the moment of farewell arrived, it was time to go to university. I will never forget it, I will never forget that day because it was the last time my eyes enjoyed seeing it and my tiny body felt its arms.

To alleviate my sadness, as consenting as ever, this occasion was no exception, that afternoon my mother invited me to go shopping, to which I refused, and from so much mourn for the sadness of my brother's departure I stayed Asleep, my mother woke me up by knocking on the door of my room, so I already bothered opening, my mother with her insistence and authoritative tone made me hurry to go to a mall.

On the way while my mother drove the car spoke so much to get a smile out of my face and of course she did, when I got to the parking lot I look for a place as close to the entrance as I hated walking in the parking lots because I had the idea that it was very dangerous, the lonely thing, how the darkness lent itself to be a victim of assault or the fear of a kidnapping that was talked about a lot on social networks and nothing in the local newspapers and TV stations, both for them and for me We lived in a safe, peaceful and happy place.

After turning around in the car walking through the parking lot, he finally found a place of his liking, by the way, very close to the entrance, when we went to one of my mother's favorite stores, I asked for the entrance ticket, and my mother started to look for it and the more I looked more desperate, the ticket did not appear, so we returned to the car, unfortunately it was not there, and my mother about to lose her sanity because she began to stress more and more, she looked at me and He made a sign as saying look in your bag and that's when I reacted and in fact I brought the damn ticket, as expected, I took a scolding.

Again we went back and went to my mother's favorite store, because I was looking for an appropriate outfit for that night because I had a dinner with my father, and I did not want to see anything, I took advantage of his distraction making him believe that I would enter the fitting room with a good amount of rags.
It was then that I saw the opportunity to leave the store and sit in the pews that commonly have all those types of places, so I started to send messages with my friends, my laughter made people turn around, because my friends were experts in making me laugh with their nonsense and videos circulating on the net.

Everything that I had previously seen rose-colored from that moment on became completely black to me.

Something that had never crossed my mind, something I never imagined could happen to me, something that made me tremble and know the most cruel and inhuman fear I never thought I experienced, something I do not want anyone, something that changed my life drastically and quickly going from being a "good" girl to a kidnapped girl, soon my name would remain anonymous, in oblivion and all my dreams as a teenager would never realize them and less my longing for life.

Without knowing where I was, without knowing who were the thick, aguardentosas, insulting voices that shouted and harassed me, without understanding those voices in female tone that like the others hurt me and even worse, without seeing the faces of those who They kept nailed, using high-sounding words, offensive, hurtful, shouted phrases and laughter that every moment instilled more panic in me.
In my despair I questioned the reason for my robbery, why me, and what they would do to me, the only answer I got was more than terrifying.

Storyteller:
While the mother is in complete despair looking for her daughter because the time to close the mall has arrived she is forced to call her father to inform him of the disappearance of her daughter.

He worries and asks his wife to wait for him there, who probably went to the movies with friends, since they already know that his daughter liked to run away and had become a little rebellious girl, so he is on the way home The happy shopping center makes a call to cancel the meeting that night.

When he arrives, he sees his wife in the distance with one of the guards, he runs towards her and finds her totally shattered in a sea of ​​weeping, she hugs her husband saying that she has a bad feeling, because the guard told her that In his rounds he always saw a girl sitting in one of the benches and he was very happy, because he saw that he was busy with the phone, very funny, until later he did not see her anymore and thought he had left, but until that the mother went to this and showed him photographs of her that she brings on the phone she realized that she was the same girl and that she had simply disappeared.

Immediately they gave notice to the authorities, but every effort was null because the answer was that they had not passed the twenty-four hours, so it could not be given the character of missing.
The parents begin making calls to the house of their daughter's friends, all the answers coincide that they were talking about messages and that for the moment she stopped answering.

The second brother is aware by his parents of what is happening so he notifies his friends and they meet to go out and look for her in the streets, one of them comes up with the brilliant idea of ​​printing the image of the girl to stick it the different sites of the city, as they also resort to taxi sites to ask to allow the image of the girl to be pasted, in some of the cases they immediately accepted, while others were reluctant and refused to do so. All united in the search while the authorities with great and total self-confidence ignore the situation.

Among all the suffering and despair parents agree not to communicate what happened to Santiago because he has just gone to college and is just arriving and knowing the facilities of both the campus and the bedrooms and of course the bedroom designed for him. Such a situation, although very difficult for the family, decided not to cause anguish in him, as well as to make him a prisoner of such a distraction at that important moment in Santiago's life. In addition, they knew that he was able to return immediately without thinking about anything and leave everything in order to find his sister and be with his family in such a difficult moment.

After a day and a half, the parents return to the police facilities to talk to the authorities, while they wait to be received by the director, they realize that on the wall there are a lot of photographs of missing persons, to which both parents they turn to see each other and they grow pale when they see the large number of people and not only girls, boys, newborns, but also young people of both sexes and more mature ages, when they see that scene, they lose time and get into the office of the happy director, to whom the mother lashes out at him for such poor service, demanding an explanation of why there are so many people missing and knowing that event, and he did not pay attention to them from the first moment they resorted to them.

The cheeky guy in front of the authorities and responsible for missing victims, he answers with great brazenness in which he notices his null feeling, and says, it is the families' responsibility not to take care of their children and then they arrive crying and demanding, what the mother releases tremendous slap. And the father threatens to accuse his attitude to greater instances and if necessary will go to the highest levels.
He takes his desperate wife's arm and they retire.

The days pass and no rescue call is received, so the possibility that they intend to return it is ruled out. Without any clue and the authorities already involved in the case begin to think that this has been murdered they make them see that to their parents who contemplate that possibility, to which they refuse categorically and ensure that they feel that their daughter is alive.

In the afternoon, the mother is visited by her friends who are in solidarity with the family and offer any kind of support that helps to find the whereabouts of her daughter. While one of them says that she was sought by a woman through her Internet account and offered a good amount of money in exchange for giving sex in the same way, which immediately another said she also They had offered the same thing and they knew of some friends who also and some definitely rejected it, others blocked the woman definitively and the mother of the missing woman very attentive to the conversation, she comes up with a great idea.

She goes in search of her laptop and connects so that her friends show her who is that woman who hooks ladies and plays with the need of women and sees the possibility that she can discover something that can take her with the answer of the disappearance of her daughter.

THIS I CITE BELOW IS COMPLETELY REAL, SINCE A SERVER GAVE THE TASK TO INVESTIGATE THE CASES OF SEXUAL EXPLOITATION IN THE SOCIAL NETWORKS.

To be continue.....