O/T: Everytime I think of that picture of that



McNeill in the elevator, holding that wonderful child in his arms, in that motel in Sanford I want to vomit.
During the time they were still searching for Shaniya, my own 5 year old daughter went on her very first field trip. She was so excited and so was I, and I was lucky enough to go with her. We allowed her to pack her own lunch (I put everything out for her and she packed it in her lunchbox.) When lunchtime came she pulled out everything I had laid out for her, along with a tiny stuffed calico cat, that she had also tucked in.
While we were having lunch, 5 year old Shaniya was less than half a mile away. She was lying among rotting deer carcass, where McNeill dumped her, after he finished tearing her up.
I will never stop crying about that. Sorry for the O/T.