Mia Campos, a 16-year-old girl who was pregnant, disappeared in Georgia. Sadly, she has been found dead.
Mia was expecting her first baby, due in the fall. People got worried when she left her parents’ home with someone they didn’t know on July 14th and didn’t come back.
The police in Gwinnett County, Georgia received a report early on July 15th that her body was found in a wooded area near the road.
According to PEOPLE magazine, a family member used a phone app to find Mia’s body. The medical examiner later confirmed that she was killed.
\Last Wednesday, police arrested Mia’s ex-boyfriend, Jesus Monroy, for lying to them. But they haven’t said he killed Mia.
Campos’s family says that Monroy is the father of the baby Mia was going to have before she died. According to 11 Alive, Mia’s parents, Miriam Zarate and Edward Campos, found their daughter’s body just minutes from their house.
“I found my daughter lying face-down,” Edward said.
“It was really tough. I knew something was wrong – her lips, her bleeding nose.”
He added: “We somehow ended up there, and because I didn’t have a flashlight, I just used my phone. Then I said, ‘She’s right there.’ It just broke my heart. Thank God that I found her.”
As per reports, Mia was the youngest of five siblings. Her unborn child, a boy, was expected to be born in September. She had planned to name him Sebastian.
Miriam and Edward told Fox 5 that Monroy was with them for two days after Mia’s death.
“We keep praying every night and that’s why he came with his parents. That’s why I was shocked when they sent me the notice. I was like, ‘Wow,’” Edward explained.
We sincerely hope the person responsible for Mia’s murder is found and apprehended.
Isolated Elderly Woman Encounters a Fleeing Child at Midnight Pleading for Shelter
On a frigid evening, elderly Lili encounters a shivering boy named Harry. Desperate and alone, Harry pleads for shelter, and Lili’s compassionate heart cannot refuse. As Harry reveals the horrific conditions of his foster home, Lili takes a brave stand, igniting a journey of rescue and hope.
Lili, an elderly woman with silver hair and kind eyes, walked slowly home late in the evening. The cold night air made her shiver, and she pulled her coat tighter around her.
As she turned the corner, she saw a small figure huddled against a lamppost. It was a young boy, no older than ten, with tousled hair and a thin jacket that did little to protect him from the biting cold.
“Excuse me, ma’am,” the boy said, his voice trembling. “Can I come home with you? I have nowhere else to go, and it’s so cold.”
Lili’s heart went out to him. She could see the desperation in his eyes. “Of course, dear,” she said gently. “Let’s get you out of this cold.”
She led Harry, the boy, to her small, cozy home. The warmth inside was a stark contrast to the freezing night outside.
Lili guided Harry to a chair by the fireplace, where he could warm up. She bustled around the kitchen, quickly preparing some cookies and a hot beverage.
“Here you go, sweetheart,” she said, handing him a plate of freshly baked cookies and a steaming cup of cocoa. Harry’s eyes lit up as he took a bite, savoring the warmth and sweetness.
As they sat by the fire, Lili picked up the phone and called the police, wanting to ensure Harry’s safety. While they waited, Harry began to open up.
“I live in a foster home,” he said quietly. “There are too many of us in a small room.” His voice quivered as he spoke.
Harry told her everything he could. He even tried to tell Lili where the house was so she could help other kids.
“Oh, my dear,” Lili said softly, her heart breaking for him. “No child should have to go through that.”
When the police arrived, Harry clung to Lili’s hand, not wanting to leave. She knelt down to his level, her eyes filled with warmth and reassurance.
“Harry, you need to go with them now,” she said gently. “But don’t worry. I’ll visit you tomorrow with more cookies, just like these. Everything is going to be alright.”
Reluctantly, Harry nodded and let go of her hand. As the police took him to Child Protective Services, Lili watched from her doorway, her heart heavy with concern. She hoped with all her might that she had done the right thing and that Harry and his friends would find the help they needed.
The following morning, as the sun cast a soft glow through her kitchen window, Lili sat at her small wooden table, her mind still on Harry. She dialed the number for Child Protective Services, her fingers trembling slightly. After a few rings, a woman answered.
“Child Protective Services, how can I help you?”
“Hello, my name is Lili. I took in a young boy named Harry last night and the police brought him to your office. I wanted to check on him.”
There was a brief pause on the other end. “Oh, yes, Harry. We looked into his case, and he was returned to his foster family. There was no evidence of poor treatment.”
Lili’s heart sank. “But he told me about the terrible conditions. He had bruises. Did anyone check on him thoroughly?”
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