GUYS. THIS IS FUCKING SERIOUS.
My little brother is missing. His name is Keary Johnson. He’s 14 years old. He was last seen getting off the bus in front of our house in Castleton, Vermont… 4 hours ago. He’s autistic. Not severely, but it’s important to note here. His stuff isn’t at the house, meaning he never made it there. No one saw him go anywhere but walk up to our house.
Guys, I don’t care where you live… please PLEASE fucking signal boost this. I live 1,200 miles away and I feel so utterly helpless but I DO have 4,000 followers and I want to know that my little brother is found ASAP. Please guys I’m fucking begging you PLEASE. Castleton is very close to the New York border and only an hour from Massachusetts and New Hampshire, god forbid he was abducted he could be in either of those directions. So please, please please reblog and spread the word.
I’m sorry I don’t have a better picture of him.
Sometimes at night I suddenly become aware of all the things I’m missing out on right now, and all the people who I’m not close to anymore, and all of the good times that will never happen again, and all the people who meant the world to me who have forgotten about me forever, and I get this awful feeling that’s kind of like a mix between loneliness and nostalgia.
My name is Ashley. I’m a burn victim. This is day 5 of my recovery. Hope and pray for me tumblrs. The prayers and hopes of my beloved friends have helped make this a speedy recovery, and a very spiritually uplifting experience.
I don’t care what anyone says, I am beautiful.