Where was GOD????

Sunday night, 23 00.

I was asleep and I felt my phone vibrating. I looked at the time and thought, “That must some friends cracking jokes, they always do” , and I slept. I ignored the call.

Then, morning came and I saw the message and I felt my blood go cold. I was unable to move, to talk…There was no reaction. The only thing I felt was this shivering and an emptiness.

The guy was a friend. We did not talk often. Actually, we talked very rarely. But I knew him and even if I did not know him totally and that we were not that close, I knew him!! And he was dead!!

It’s not like he was sick or had an accident or something. He was snatched from his life. Yeah, just snatched, deprived. By who? By a sick pervert who found it “exciting” to watch two kids, yeah kids, kissing.

Tell me, did Cedric had to die because he was living the normal life of a 17 years old? Did his girlfriend deserve to be raped because they were simply enjoying their holidays?

I do not think so and I’m sure none of you do.

So, to the monster who did that, I hope you get the life sentence and that you rot in hell. And I hope that till your last breath, you see the face of the boy you killed. And everyday of your life, just think about the hopes and dreams you destroyed on that beach.

Rest in Peace Cedric Matombé.

Pamela