Child Sex Trafficking: The Weirdest Case You’ll Ever Hear
It happened several years ago. In rural Wales. A small agrarian community we’ll call Bywyd Syml.
One fine morning, a mother rose early to check on her two sleeping babies. She smiled down on them as they peacefully slumbered, snuggled the blanket under their chins and tiptoed silently out of the nursery. Perseus blazed in the dark, crisp sky as she walked the few feet from the house to the byre where their milk cow, Daisy, was chewing her cud.
As they milk swished into the bucket, she sniffed. Was that smoke?
She jumped to her feet and ran to the byre door. “Nooooooooooooooo!” she screamed, horrified to see flames licking at the window of her home, a thick plume of smoke billowing upwards. Running to the house, she tried to enter. To rescue her babies. But the flames were too hot, the smoke too thick.
She lost her babies that morning.
Or did she?
Sifting through the rubble of the farmhouse, the firefighters never found the remains of her children. Perhaps the flames were so hot, even their bones burned, they assumed.
She grieved for years, but in time, she had another baby. A baby girl who brought comfort to her empty arms.
Until one morning, again the smell of smoke drifted into the byre. Kicking over the milk bucket, she ran to her house. Luckily, the fire was just starting. She sprinted to her baby’s room. There, silhouetted against the morning gray of the open window was the figure of a man. Her baby was in his arms, as if he had just lifted her from her cot.
She screamed. At the sight of the enraged woman, the man dropped the child back into her cot and plunged through the open window, disappearing into the smoke and night. The mother snatched her baby and fled from the house. Although the home was a total loss, no lives were lost.
Although tragedy was averted that night, now that mother lives with a new horror. She believes both fires were intentionally set to disguise the fact that her children were kidnapped for child sex trafficking. Now she knows her two eldest children did not perish in the original fire, but she doesn’t where they how nor how they are. She doesn’t even know if they’re alive or perished even more horribly than they would have from smoke inhalation. She fears they were sold into a pedophile ring for prostitution or kept for Luciferian child sacrifice.
Her horror knows no bounds. Her protectiveness over her little girl has no limits.
She will never know what became of her beloved babies nor have any kind of closure.
I can’t help wondering, how many other house fires are merely smokescreens to disguise child sex trafficking?
Blonwyn, I. (2018). Child Sex Trafficking: The Weirdest Case You’ll Ever Hear. Psych Central. Retrieved on February 22, 2018, from https://blogs.psychcentral.com/full-heart/2018/01/child-sex-trafficking-the-weirdest-case-youll-ever-hear/