Originally Posted by Heartbroken1 Originally Posted by

I never said that she was left in a hallway overnight but I've heard that as well...



as far as the loudmouth misdirection comment....yes fuck yes it's misdirection. Why would and how would he assume that it was me when I've never met Dick Tips. He'd have to go off of what the family said and I'm sure he ran with it with excitement.



After the funeral I sat in my car for a good 15 minutes balling my eyes out and contemplating my entire existence......then I bought some weed, smoked until I couldn't remember Math and went to visit my Grandparents. My grandmother just found out she had a tumor so....figured it'd be great to spend time with her while I was in town....I live in Austin.



I then went to Sam Ash to visit a friend and then went to Logans for lunch with my parents.

I made the comment while we were eating that I'd leave flowers on her grave every year for her birthday.

My parents looked at me strange and said.....she's gone......she's going to be cremated.



That was a moment of realization to me....she was not just gone .......but gone gone.........even typing this brings tears to my eyes.



The cops ran with my parents statement that I was beside myself when I had heard that she was going to be cremated.



They grilled me for 2 hours and walked my Grandparents property for 6 hours with hr dogs, checked my car and my house in Austin.



After we ate I drove back to Austin and sat in the parking lot of some bar calling anyone who would have a drink with me.......no one answered so I shut my phone off again and drove my self home into a pit of more self destruction.



I got a text from my Mom after I woke up on Sunday around....I don't know 2pm and it said...."▣▣▣ call me Julie is missing".

I assumed it was a mistype or old text that didn't come through....I just didn't know what to think of it so I went back to bed...

I woke up again around 6 and checked my voicemail......18 missed calls......"▣▣▣▣ this is Detective ▣▣▣▣ please call me as soon as possible"

I then called my Mom and I could barely understand her.....I've never heard my Mom ever sound so distraught.

"▣▣▣▣ someone broke into the funeral home and took Julie........"

Me: Oh my god my....this can't be real

Mom: "▣▣▣▣▣ ....listen to me.....they think it's you"



I then called the detective and Austin pd were at my house within minutes after I had given them my address.





Anyway, since the start of this I've lost my job, my phone, wrecked my car and I've probably pissed off everyone of Julies friends and family members by stirring the pot.



I couldn't give less of a shit about any of that.......number one priority is finding out what happened.



I'd love for someone that works there to actually speak out about how things went down.

Someone must fucking know something.