I remember her as a beautiful young lady, inside and out. I remember her as someone who was very much a part of the life of this school.

She dove into school and its activities. I truly believe she was destined for great things.

Bubbly, dark hair, beautiful eyes. Just someone other young people gravitated to.

It has to be absolutely horrific for her mother and sister, so many gruesome details. They will never get over this.

She had big beautiful eyes, a beautiful smile, she was an excellent student and loved to help others. She was just someone other young people gravitated to.

She wanted to return to her dream. Perhaps it was still somewhere there behind her closed eyelids. Perhaps a little of its happiness still clung like gold dust to her lashes. Don't dreams in fairy tales sometimes leave a token behind?