'Hi,'
He send her.
Hesitantly,
She replied.
They talked.
And or but,
They became friends.
They talked long.
Their friendship deepened.
They talked longer.
They revealed their faces.

With his experienced
Professional forged traits,
He seduced her.
'Marry me?'
He asked her.
'Marry me,'
Said she.
He won.
He won her.

'Be careful.
It's dangerous.
He can be anyone,'
Warned her best friend.
'And,
I am happy for you.'

'He is good!'
She shouted.
'I know
How to differentiate
A good and bad.
He is good!
What do you know about him
To speak like this?'

'You haven't even seen him,'
Said her friend one.

'So what?'
She objected.

'Just someone you met online;
You even sure about his existence?'

'Yes, I am!
And, don't intrude
In my things.
I know what to do,'
She shouted
At her friends.

Days, weeks
And months
Of love and heart,
Of promises and joys,
Flew like feathers light...

She fell stronger for him.

And, a day one,
She eloped.
Leaving her loving parents...
Leaving her caring siblings...

'Where are we going?'
She asked.

'Don't you trust me?'
He said.

'I do.'

'Then, worry not.'

And, he took her.
He took her to a place.
He took her to an organization.
For the organization.

She lived from then,
As not a woman,
But as a machine,
Making advantage
Of her womanhood;
As a body for pleasure,
Or rather more,
As a machine
To multiply their followers.

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(A poem made not caring poetic beauty)

This is just the story of one girl. A true story. As I had said, the man I met, shared me the life of three different girls. And, this is just one of them. Of the other two, one more met her trap online. And, the other, she met him in in the real world, and then their relation proliferated by mass media. All these three were trapped. One girl, was taken to a terrorist organization. He said the incident was news reported. And, the organization, used her to expand their population. She was one of many thousands, trapped for creating babies. The other two were sold....
Just sharing what I came to know...

Possibilities, for good and bad, are vast.... Satan may paint his door white... My dears, be careful... Beware...

So, for our friends' sake, share this story to your loving friends... Maybe, u could save them... Tell them the story, or you may tag them here...

May peace embrace everyone...

Love,
Ed!❤