If you have not heard about me…let me tell you something; this is not how it was supposed to be. I am a young man, somewhere between the ages of 3 and 5; I weighed about 38 lbs. Something happened to me; I died. People just don’t know how or why I died yet. I was found buried in the sand of a playground in Albaquerque, New Mexico. I barely got to live and now I won’t get to live anymore.
Someone out there knows what happened to me…but, they are not talking. Please, it may have been an accident…or, I could have been stolen from my loved ones and murdered. I deserve to have my name known. Someone, somewhere knows who I am. Won’t you please ask questions, look for others who are my age and might look like me; make sure that they are well & with their family? My family might be looking for me…or, maybe my family is hiding the fact that I am missing. I just don’t know; but, someone knows. http://www.missingkids.com/missingkids/servlet/PublicHomeServlet?LanguageCountry=en_US
A person passed by me at the park where I was buried and saw my shoe sticking out. I am sorry that you had to see me like that. Thank you though for telling the police about me; maybe now, I can find my way home. The investigators are trying to help me by finding out answers. This is what we know, my shoes were black & grey with lime green on them. Have you seen them…did you buy them for me? Grandma, Grandpa, Mommy, Daddy, Neighbor, Friend, Teacher, Aunt or Uncle…didn’t you see my shoes, when I got them?
My clothes were black pants with a red stripe, the shirt had a monster truck on it; my clothes were a size 3T. Do you think that you might recognize me by my clothes? I have short dark hair and brown eyes; and, I may be of Latino or American Indian heritage. I belong to someone…do you know anyone who is missing their child? Someone out there needs to know where I am… do I sound like someone you may know? http://www.missingkids.com/missingkids/servlet/PublicHomeServlet?LanguageCountry=en_US
It is ok to ask questions if it helps me find out where I belong. I am a missing child, I had a life somewhere. My life is over now before it even really began. I don’t have a voice to demand answers…but, it’s not fair to be left like this. I am a child of God and deserve some respect. Someone disrepected me and put me in the sand…they didn’t even tell anyone that I existed or that I passed away. They left me here like I didn’t matter to someone. No one deserves to be treated like this.
The nice people from here are raising money to properly bury me and they are going to put up a placque here at the park. They are calling me Baby Angel or Baby Justice. It is nice that they are adopting me…because, I don’t have a way to let them know who I am. Please help! Surely someone knows who I am? http://www.missingkids.com/missingkids/servlet/PublicHomeServlet?LanguageCountry=en_US
Possible update: http://www.cnn.com/2009/CRIME/05/21/nm.buried.boy/index.html and another more recent update: http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,520985,00.html?test=latestnews
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