I was pretty active in the church when I was younger, and the youth group was large and split into middle and high schoolers to manage. Part of what we did to keep them connected was a big brother/sister program where a high schooler "mentored" a middle schooler. (I say mentored loosely because it's not like we had a bunch training, but we'd tutor, talk about high school or other issues, support extracurricular activities, etc). I was 15 and matched with a 13 year old girl.

We became fast friends. I took my role crazy seriously, especially because she came from a single mom household, and while her mom wasn't all that bad or anything, she'd do drugs, and was kind of absentee mom. She loved and cared for my friend, she just wasn't very good at being a mom and having that kind of responsibility.

Anyway, the girl and I keep getting closer, she's confided her own issues with drugs (smoking weed) and how she has a friend in a gang that she gets it from. We talk to various adults and get her some help to, at the very least, distance herself from the gang members.

One morning, I get a call from her mother saying her car was missing, and asking if her daughter had come up to hang out with me. Since this was all in the early days of personal cell phones, we couldn't reach her. We tried other friends, searched the neighborhoods for the car, which we found about 4 blocks from my friends house, and finally called the police.

My friend's body was found 30 miles from the car, in a ditch. She'd been raped, and she died of a forced overdose.

Her murderers were apprehended, and these 16 year old boys were tried. In their testimonies they said she'd not paid for her weed, so they killed her.