My name is Candace, and I found this note saying, "If you received this, I've died. This is the story of Ashley Crawford".
I was stumbling through the dark, empty streets, alone. Right at that point, something bashed into my head, and I lost consciousness. How did I get myself into this situation? I was crying with blood all over my body, bruises on my arm, and cuts on my back. The last thing I remembered was that I was thrown into the lake and that's all.
It all began when I went to a huge birthday party. People everywhere were drinking, eating and taking drugs. I was smarter than that. I went to a party because my boyfriend Ronald wanted me to. I was 18 years old and dating a 21 year old. On that day, I never thought it would happen. My boyfriend was giving me drinks, even though I didn't want them. But I wanted to look cool, so I drank them anyway. Later on, the party became intense. People were making out with each other and having sex. I was still a virgin and I thought I was still going to be.
I wasn't feeling well, so I went up the stairs to go to the bathroom. Suddenly, four drunk guys came in the room and were talking to me, but I told them I wasn't interested. I tried to leave, but before I knew it, one of the guys punched me in the face and I blacked out. When I woke up, I couldn't move. I was handcuffed to the bed with something covering my eyes. I peeked under the blindfold and I was able to see a blue wall, black curtain and other things. I only had panties and a bra on. One of the guys got on top of me and started to kiss me, saying "If you're nice, it won't hurt." His voice sounded so familiar but I couldn't figure it out.
I cried for help countless times, but no one would hear me. They were arguing about who was going to go first. The first guy took out a knife out, cutting my bra and panties off. He got on top me and he pushed himself inside me countless times. They all took turns as I cried. Every time I moved, I got hit. I just wanted it to stop! Why do I deserve this? Why does it have to be me? Life as I knew it was over! Five minutes passed by and …the door burst open. It was my boyfriend looking for me... well, he found me. He took off the things from my eyes. My sight was blurry, but I was able to hear things break.
When I finally began to get my vision back, I noticed my boyfriend and the other guy were arguing. I could hear Ronald say, "How can you do this? What did she do to you?" The guy said, "She deserved it for leading me on. I LOVED HER! But she did not love me back. She wanted you!"
I was frightened I was going to lose Ronald. I saw the one guy wield the knife around like a maniac. I couldn't see his face too well; I was only able to see his black hair. Ronald threw a lamp. There was a huge crash, and I was able to see blood on the floor.
After that, Ronald picked me up and got me out that party. He pleaded for me to forgive him. I told him that I would forgive him and that I loved him. When I looked at his face, I saw a tear come down his face. While he was still carrying me, a car started coming after us, so he started to run as fast as he could. He turned into the forest and a gunshot went off. I flew into the air and fell to the ground in pain. I crawled to Ronald hoping for him to get up but he couldn't move. His last breath was spent telling me, "I love you". He was gone; the one I loved had died trying to protect me. I kissed his head, and then started running in the frigid dark. Trees and glass were everywhere.
The car kept coming after me. When I looked behind me, I tripped over a huge branch. I saw the car go past and I could not believe who I saw...I thought I had lost them. I crawled into a tree but I knew I wouldn't last the whole night so I had no choice but get down in keep running. While I was running, I kept thinking what did I do to deserve this from my own step brother. He had something to do with all of this. I should have known. I thought to myself he had said he loved me, but not like a sister. I told him to leave me alone. My life was ending slowly; my heart was hurting, and so was my back. It was 3:00 in the morning. They found me. They called my name "Ashley" that's my name Ashley Crawford. My step brother wants me dead. If you received this letter, then I am dead. Please bring this to the police and tell them you found this and that I've been murdered by my brother. They're coming for me now. Thank god, I found a pen and paper in my pocket to write what happen.
After I read that note, I went straight to the police station. The detective pulled me into a room where they started to ask me millions of questions, but all I knew was that I found that note in the forest by a lake. When I told the police officer everything they went on the computer looking for missing kids in the database, and they found Ashley on the screen. She was a beautiful 18 year old and who could not live her life to the fullest. The police told me that they're going to handle it and not to worry. I would have to stay at the police station. Three hours passed and they found her; she was dead. My heart dropped.
After the doctors examined her they found out she was raped by her step brother because his semen was in her. Five hours passed and their mother was there. The son was in handcuffs, along with the three other guys. The brother looked at me as if I dishonored him. Justice was served for the murders of Ashley and Ronald. John Crawford was sentence to prison for life. This was not the first time, he murdered someone because he couldn't get his way. The reason why I knew this was because I was her sister and I will not let this end until he dies.