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I prayed for my unborn son, that he would be spared. I offered myself as their prisoner, but they would not spare me, not me, not my son. Blood, blows and blood... They wrote in my blood... I had become a Hollywood star, but I was murdered, buried with my son in my arms. So sad. Poet's note. Actress Sharon Tate was murdered by the Manson clan in a mass murder. She was pregnant.

My name was JonBenet my death is still a mystery. I was only six years old, I had golden hair and the best smile in the world when they took me to heaven, I couldn't breathe. I was a little miss, Americas royal miss and my killer is still free. Why did he hurt me took me to heaven? Who killed me they keep asking over and over again. Poet's note. JonBenet Ramsey's murder was world news. The killer has still not been caught.

I was a beauty without equal, but my beauty did not save me. My mother locked me in a dark closet. I died even though I lived in all that dirt and smell, naked and ugly like an animal in a cage. My crime was to fall in love with the wrong man. I brought shame with my madness. The century changed and I knew nothing about it. My love kept me alive, but not in my mind for 25 years. When I saw the light again, my eyes could not stand it nor my soul nor my love. Poet's note. Blanche Monnier lived locked in a dark room for 25 years.