Today is National Trafficking Awareness Day and #wearblueday.  It’s a day set aside to shine a light on a dark reality.

I was surprised by the number of people that told me “The internet is not the place for talking about Child Trafficking”,“you need to stay off of Social Media”, “Facebook is not the place” when I started to talk about the child trafficking I saw at Woodbine Elementary School. 

A few things……

1. Who made them president of the internet? 

2. If not here, where?

3. Children were getting hurt!

4. Have you even met me? 

My blog will hold my story.  Making the truth known is not just the RIGHT thing to do but God asks this of us. (Proverbs 31:8-9

8 Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves, for the rights of all who are destitute. 9 Speak up and judge fairly;defend the rights of the poor and needy)

You can read my story about how I met Zulia here. 

 Child trafficking is a truly class”less” act.  No matter how much power or money you have, child trafficking has no place in a learning institution in the United States of America.

Today is just another day speaking out against Child Trafficking so here are my words. Becoming aware is the first step that you can make in combating this crime.  You can recognize the signs of child trafficking here.

I saw a girl and her name was Zulia…… I saw many.

I was born to scream this truth.  I am their voice.

Someone shared this image on Facebook and it made me think of my blog: My blog and everything I have said here about Child Trafficking and all of the opinions that have been tossed around about me. Oh how I have poured out my heart and soul hoping that someone, somewhere, out there will read my words and take action. Take action against The New Jersey State Police who are allowing the ring to continue.

Child trafficking is happening in neighborhoods like mine all across America.  While others may think I am deranged, I will never waiver in my commitment to the children I saw and the child, Zulia, that I held.

This post here is just a reminder of that. 

Dear Zulia,

I was told all the children I saw during the investigation would be saved. That means somewhere out there you are…..,, while I sit here.  I don’t know if I will ever see you or hug you again but know I love you.  Advocating for you and the others has been one of the hardest things I ever HAD to do. I pray for you every day. I wish this world wasn’t so broken and I wish with all of my heart that this was not part of OUR story.

Sincerely,

Elizabeth

Call me crazy. I don’t care what anyone outside of my house thinks of me. I answer to my darling 3, my husband, and a God that loves me so much. 

Sometimes on this tiny space of the internet I bare to much of my heart.  That happened here last week.  In an effort to stand up for myself and my child I wrote a recap of what I have been saying for so very very long.  As a result, the following events have occurred.

-2 officers came to my house

-I went in for an interview to describe what happened to my child when Gary Barber awkwardly grabbed him. I explained that I didn't feel safe enough explaining anymore than I already had written about the situation.

-I got a letter threatening me of a lawsuit if I do not retract my post.

So for my family, I am taking down the post. 

There should be no reason that my personal life needs to be made public in order for people to do their job.

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