I Was Murdered On the Night of June 6, 1999 by Some Guy Who Had a Powerful Gun. He Came Out of the Darkness and Shot Me Through My Car Door While I Was Driving in Los Angeles. I Went to Pick up Two Guys, Who I Had Befriended And Who Were Younger Than Me. I Had Only Known Them For A Short While. There Were Times We Partied Together and Just Hung Out. They Were Funny and We Had a Lot of Fun. They Were My Buddies, and They Considered Me Their Home Girl. Since They Didn't’t Have a Car I Would Pick Them up Whenever They Needed a ride.

Days Before I Was Shot, I Picked Up These Two Guys in the Rampart Area of Los Angeles at an Apartment Building Where They Had Been Partying. A Couple Of Days Later, On June 6, 1999, The Two Guys Called And Needed Another Ride From the Same Location. My Mom Was Not Happy With Me Picking up My Friends Whenever They Called. She Would Tell Me "Don’t Worry About Picking Them Up, Let Their Parents Pick Them Up, Just Worry About Yourself", of Course My Friends Were Important to Me and I Ignore Her. I Did Not Realize How My Decision to Trust People Would Lead Me to My Murder. If Only I Had Been More Aware and Gone With My Instincts Instead of Trying to Please My Friends. I Was No Stranger to the Area Where I Was Shot. I Drove in That Area Many Times. My Mom Would Use It As a Short Cut to Work. I Had a School Friend Who Lived in the Area and I Was in Her Quinceanera Party, a Girls Passage From Childhood to Adulthood, Similar to a Wedding or a Sweet Sixteen Birthday. -

I Was Fourteen Years Old When My Mom First Took Me to That Area. There Are a Lot of Nice Families Who Live There. My Mom Never Worried or Thought It Was Dangerous.

The Sunday Night I Was Shot, I Had Gone to Pick up the Two Boys Who Had Been Partying and Again Needed a Ride Home. As Usual, I Did Not Refuse. I Had Taken a Girlfriend With Me Because I Didn't’t Want to Go Alone. My Girlfriend and Me Waited Outside of the Apartment Building in My Car. Finally, When the Two Boys Came Down the Bigger Boy Sat in Front With Me and the Other Boy Sat in the Back Seat With My Girlfriend. We Started Laughing Because the Bigger One Always Seems to Make My Car Sink on the Passenger Side Because of His Weight.

As I Drove and Started to Make a U-turn, to Get Back on the Main Street, I Saw My Killer Walk Out of Nowhere, I Knew at That Moment I Was in Trouble. I Stepped on the Brakes, Then the Gas Pedal, Not Knowing How to Avoid This Person With A Gun. I Was The Only One Who Saw Him at That Instant. He Started Shooting At My Side Of The Car. I Felt The Bullet Go Into My Side Of My Body. The Bullet Ricochet Inside Me and Destroyed My Internal Organs. It Hurt! Then I Couldn't’t Breathe, Then I Passed Out. As My Car Rolled Down The Street, The Shooter Chased My Car And Continued To Fire, Hitting Some Homes Near By.

My Friends Rushed Me to the Hospital After They Failed to Get Help From Passing Motorist. When We Arrived at the Hospital, at First My Friends Did Not Get the Urgent Response From the Hospital Staff. They Gave My Friends a Wheel Chair to Bring Me In. My Friends Wheeled Me Into the Emergency Room As My Feet Were Dragging Underneath the Wheel Chair.

The Doctors Stabilized My Body And Then They Took Me In To Surgery. They Worked on Me for 5 1/2 Hours While My Parents Waited in Shock. Although a Medical Team Made Every Effort to Save My Life, Giving Me 14 Pints Of Blood, I Still Bleed to Death.

One of My Passengers Was Able to Give the Police a ID of the Person Who Was Shooting at My Car. The Los Angeles City Council Issued a $25,000 Reward and a Suspect Was Caught by the Las Vegas Criminal Apprehension Team in Nevada Four Weeks Later. The Suspect Was Caught in a Cheap Las Vegas Hotel With His Girlfriend Who Worked As a Stripper. The Suspect Who Is Now a Defendant Will Go on Trial for My Murder, Two Murders in 1998, Three Attempted Murders, Use of a Gun in a Crime, and Many Other Criminal Charges.

When I Died on June 7, 1999 at 5:25am, My First Though, In This Limo Atmosphere, Somehow I Knew There Were Things I Had To Take Care Of Before I Went Into The Unknown. I Knew I Had Died.

My First Concern Was To Call my Girlfriend Amy Who Had No Idea That I Had Been Shot. It was 6:00 Am And I Had Been Dead For 35 Minutes. I Called Amy Right Away And Woke Her Up. I Told Her Not to Pick Me Up For School Because I Had Something To Do. I Did Not Want Amy To Come To My House Just Yet. My Parents Were In Shock.

My Dad Sat On Our Sofa In The Living Room. He Just Stared Into Space. My Mom Started To Clean My Room And Bathroom, Which Took 2 Hours. That Is How Dirty I Left My Room. After She Took a Shower, She started To Make The Dreaded Phone Calls To Family And Friends. The Screams From Family Members echoed Through The Phone Lines. My Mom's Aunt's Reaction To The Shocking News Caused Her To Drop The Phone and She Started Her Grieving Screams While Her Chair Went Crashing To The Floor.

I Had Been Murdered!

My Girlfriend Amy Freaked Out When She Found Out What Had Happen When She Got Home From School. When She Found Out That I Was Shot At 11PM The Night Before And Pronounced Dead At 5:25 Am The Following Morning She Totally Freaked Out. I Had Spoken With Amy After I Had Died! This Was The Start Of My Contact With My Mom And Girlfriends.

I Have Come Back in Spirit To My Mom And Girlfriends. Shortly After My Murder, My Mom Was Having Her Car Wash. I Came To Her And Told Her That I Was Sorry.

My Mom and I Communicate Through Thoughts. She Sees What I Am Doing on the Other Side. I Am Studying and Getting to Know My Family Who Has Passed Before Me. My Mom Feels My Presence Wherever She Goes. I Help Her Cope With Her Life on Earth and Encourage Her to Continue Her Work on My Homicide and Help Promote the End of Gun Violence. I Once Whispered in Her Ear to Take Care of My Dad. She Was Happy and Excited to Hear My Voice. She Knew I Was Fine in Heaven.

I Have Come to My Dad in His Dreams, but He Believes That It’s Only a Dream. I did kiss him on the cheek once.My Dad Told My Mom That It Felt so Real. It was. I Try to Comfort Him.

I Can’t Come Back to Them Physically Anymore, but I Look Forward to When They Will Come to Me. That Will Be up to God.

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