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My Only Child:
Zolika
One Year Ago Today: My Whole World Collapsed, and Everything I Had Hoped For and Dreamed of:
Shattered In One Telephone Call.
                                        To My Only Child
                                                  Zolika
                    I cannot go on, and I need you so very, very much.
    This pain is so gutwrenching, and immense, this unbearable sense of loss.
I will see those that destroyed my life - FOREVER, and that of my parents, in hell. All you
people, and there are many of you, who called my Son, your friend, all of you, who were there
that devastating night, and not one of you will come forward, and assist the Police, in arresting
those, that took your friend's life. You are all a sad bunch of coward's. My child was Viciously
Gunned-Down, there were '25' Bullets, inside his body. He didn't have a weapon, he couldn't
fight back, he was going home. Why could you not leave my Son - alone?
589 days these animals are free to live. 589 days - since I received word: 'I Will Never, Ever See
My Child - Again'. Mother's Day was a Living Hell, and all of you go to sleep at night, as if you
do not owe My Child - Something! Please, I Beg Of You - Go To The Bpt. Police, and Tell Them
What You Know. Please, help arrest those, that Murdered Your Friend, My Only Child!

Zolika, My Beautiful Child! Mama, Papa and I moved in together, and purchased a house. The 
reminders, memories - Everywhere, where too much to bear. We bought a beautiful Christmas
Tree, that has been planted outside the kitchen window, it will grow healthy and strong, in your
memory. We also have an adorable 7 month-old female puppy, that your aunt Susan bought for
us for Christmas. You would adore her. Can you believe it, Mama and Papa owning a Puppy?
We did not have a Christmas, there is no Christmas for us, and never will be. There is nothing
for us, just emptiness and loneliness.Each and every day, I hope this is a very bad dream, and
you will telephone, or knock on the door. I will probably always wait. I sleep with your ashes -
each and every night, I just can't let go. This can't be happening, this can't be true. You cannot
speak, and I cannot let the truth of what happened that devastating night, and who did this to you
go, therefore I fight, and will continue to fight, and pray that these animals, not have a single
peaceful night's sleep, that they live in fear, that the walls are closing in on them, and it is, for
THEY WILL BE CAUGHT!   You were my life, my hopes and dreams in you.
I Love You Forever and Always - Mom, Anyu, Mama and Papa.
           Today Zolika, June 11th
   you would have been '26' years old
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