-----i did not write this, but i got it in my email-----
I believed that I was doing my part in the war on drugs by just not using and sending contributions to those who are directly involved. This is the story my sister told me that changed my mind and hopefully it will yours. Please tell this to as many people as you can, if you have a home PC send it out there too.
My sister's co-worker had a sister in Texas, who with her husband was planning a weekend trip across the border for a shopping spree. At the last minute their baby sitter canceled, so they were stuck taking their two year old son with them. They had been across the border for about an hour when the baby got free an ran around the corner. The mother went chasing, but the boy had disappeared. The mother found a police officer who told her to go to the gate and wait. Not really understanding the instructions, she did as she was instructed.
About 45 minutes later, a man approached the border carrying the boy. The mother ran to him grateful that he had been found. When the man realized it was the boy's mother, he dropped the boy and ran himself. The police were waiting for him and got him. The boy, dead, in the 45 minutes he was missing, was cut open, ALL of his insides removed and his body cavity stuffed with COCAINE. The man was going to carry him across the border as if he were asleep.
A two year old boy, dead, discarded as if he were a piece of trash for somebody's cocaine.
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