SameIn my spare time I go to this site called charleyproject.org and just read about cases it's truly some wild ish.
SameIn my spare time I go to this site called charleyproject.org and just read about cases it's truly some wild ish.
Organ trafficking...
Byron Page was last seen at a bus stop at Overhill and Slauson Streets in Los Angeles, California on January 29, 1992. He was planning to visit a music warehouse and video store twenty miles away in West Hollywood, California; he was a regular patron of the store. Byron never arrived home and has not been seen since. Employees at the store did not recall him entering the business that day.
Byron wasn't having any problems prior to his disappearance; in fact, he was very happy with his life and looking forward to getting his driver's license. He was an excellent student with a perfect attendance record, and he had been accepted at several colleges within the University of California system. Foul play is suspected in his disappearance, which remains unsolved.
Byron Page
Real Name: Byron Eric Page Nicknames: Goes by his middle name, Eric. Location: Los Angeles, California Date: January 29, 1992 Occupation: High School Student Date of Birth: September 16, 1974 Height: 5'8" Weight: 160 lbs Characteristics: Black male with Black hair and Brown eyes. Details: Byron...unsolvedmysteries.fandom.com
I couldn't imagine dealing with this....sooooo many missing people, where are they?
I truly believe organ harvesting had something to do with all these missing people.
thread on this?Square biz. So many cold cases out there because folks can easily find a safe house anywhere. Just like that dude that caught a body in 94 that ended up getting arrested just for a traffic issue. Dude looked like a level headed Chad ass breh, but you would never know because of his cadence and style.
This maybe a small world, but there's no limitation of escape.
Damn that’s a chilling visual playing in my head I’m bout to crySame thing happened to my cousin. He was sweeping the yard and when my aunt looked outside a little later he was gone and the broom was just there. This happened in 94’.
I’m so so sorry man. That’s a haunting visual. May your aunt and your family get some solace one day.Same thing happened to my cousin. He was sweeping the yard and when my aunt looked outside a little later he was gone and the broom was just there. This happened in 94’.
as much as we look back that helped shaped us. Read coddling of the american mind, talks about how even though life was more dangerous our parents letting us do stuff grew us and now over protection causing anxiety and depression in youth. Interesting readIt's insane to think how careless I (along with my other friends) was as a kid and how much of an unknown gamble our parents made in the 90's as well by letting us do things like walking home alone after getting off the bus, going to the mall and walking around stores alone, and playing outside with friends even after the streetlights had come on and eventually walking home alone. There are numerous scenarios where I, or another family member or friend could have got snatched up with the quickness and I/we could have been another face on another missing poster being put up around the country. We were playing on a dangerous edge and not even knowing it.
When I was rewatching that gut punch "Runaway Train" video that I posted a few pages back, the final scene where the baby gets kidnapped hit close to home, because earlier today, I went to visit my two newly born nieces at my sister's house and held both of them for the first time. It's always been a unpredictable time, but it seems around the 70's and 80's is when it started to get more dangerous and demonic and it's only going to get worse as time goes on too.
I know that Vons and the area so we'll..damn, I can't even imagine what the father is feelingA girl I know through a friend has been missing for over a week now. Her dad is a good guy and is way fukked up over it.
I know that Vons and the area so we'll..damn, I can't even imagine what the father is feeling