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all know her name. Her sudden and tragic murder on Christmas
day made her more famous than
all the entire Little
Miss competitions and pageants put together. She was extraordinarily
beautiful for such a young child. She had the rigorous training
of a Stage Grandmother. Both her mother and her Aunt were former
Miss West Virginia’s who had competed for the title of
Miss America. Her Mother never left the house without perfect
makeup and a lovely outfit. Show meant everything to them,
no matter where you were or what you did, you were always on
show, everyday a performance, every moment an opportunity to
present herself as a future Miss America. She was barely a
girl, only six years old. In many minds, she might still be
considered a baby. The family had a lovely vacation home, and
she competed in the local Little Miss on her summer vacation,
singing a patriotic song for the Fourth of July. The last year
of her life she was crowned, Colorado’s “Little
Miss Christmas” and gave a special performance at her
elementary school for every class. She sang and danced all
day and was, undoubtedly, exhausted from the long hours of
performing. That next summer, she was to participate in the
Junior Miss Hawaiian Tropic Competition in Hawaii. But
she was still a little girl, no matter how she was pushed
to be a Little Miss America. She loved fresh fruit, loved
to swing and play jump rope, like most other girls. But playing
dress up was never a game for her, she had to do enough dressing
up and being made to look like a child glamour queen, to
make that activity a fun game. She loved the outdoors and
sailing on her Daddy’s speedboat, swimming, tree climbing,
playing on the tire swing in the back yard of their vacation
home in Michigan. She was given anything and everything she
wanted and was loved dearly by a large and close knit family.
Being wealthy made it easy for her parents to indulge her
whims.
But there
were signs of problems. She still wet her bed almost every
night and at times, left huge smears of fecal matter
on her linens. She cried often, for no reason and several
people noticed she seemed to have sadness behind her striking
green eyes. She really was just a baby, all made up and
seeming sexual, that being the intent or not. Sadly, her
life was
ended by a soulless and psychotic person who left her bound
and gagged not to mention sexually molested, on the cold
basement floor of the family mansion.
Her
name was JonBenet Ramsey, six years old at the time of her
death, at Christmas, in 1996. If
she were alive today,
she would be 12 years old, growing from a little girl to
a young teen. This case is supposedly still active in light
of new information to the press and public but to date no
one has been charged. A Grand Jury was even convened to see
if there had been enough evidence to charge any of the suspects
that have included the Ramsey’s cleaning woman, and
the man who played “Santa Claus” at the Christmas
party they gave for 150 guests. But the main suspects, according
to the Boulder police, were John and Patsy Ramsey.
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