find indica

my heart breaks thinking that anyone even has to write posts like these- especially those who I went to school and shared the same neighborhood grocer with for so many years.

four days ago, on August 16, 2013, indica huddleston left her parents a note explaining that she did not want to go back to lone peak high school. she also mentioned that she was being "taken care of" and that she will be safe. she has not been seen since.

indica's parents first issued this as a runaway situation, but after evaluating indica's cell phone and facebook, they quickly found that she could very well be in danger. there were some signs of indica talking to some older males who may or may not know that she is underage. some people are just bad people, and any of these men could be one among those bad people. but we can all only pray that indic a is only being an irresponsible teenager and return home safely and unharmed.

my facebook timeline has been blowing up with requests for prayers for the huddleston's and that indica will be found soon. it is truly humbling how many good people are in the world and who want to help mankind. this generation gets a very bad reputation for being "out of control". people say that as the years go by, the human race becomes worse and worse, greedier and nastier. which i definitely could see being a valid point, but in situations like these, you really do get to see all of the kind, tenderhearted people who are willing to do so much to help people. i am sure that the huddleston's are feeling and appreciating that love which they need so much in a time like this.

however, this situation also proves that all it takes is one rotten person to almost outnumber the many, many good people. this should be a lesson to us all that we should absolutely see the good in people, but also not to have complete blind optimism and trust in those whom we don't personally know are good people.

again, the pit in my stomach is leaving me in a very somber mood this evening. the fact that people even have to type these words... i cannot imagine the absolutely crazy emotions running around inside indica's family members and close friends.

PLEASE keep your eyes open for indica. she is most likely in utah, seattle, los angeles, las vegas, or somewhere traveling in between. you may not be the one to physically see and find her, but prayers are so powerful and no situation can receive too many of them. so please keep this family in your thoughts and prayers; we have hope that indica will come home soon.

indica huddleston 16 years old
from alpine, utah
missing since friday 8/16
5'3" long brown hair, hazel eyes

like the 'find indica' Facebook page made by her sister, Sierra, by clicking HERE

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inadequate at best

in·ad·e·quate   Adjective Not adequate; lacking the quality or quantity required; insufficient for a purpose. (of a person) Unable to deal with a situation or with life: "inadequate to the task". Synonyms insufficient - unsuitable - inappropriate - unfit _____________________________________________________________________ feeling inadequate is probably the worst feeling in the whole entire galaxy. feeling like you're trapped in this bubble of so called "perfection". stuck in a mold of what you are expected to be. intimidated by people who strive to be exactly the person that everyone is counting on you to be. i just really want to get out of here: out of this ignorance and judgement, expectations of this nonexistent perfection that everyone seems to believe exists. i'll never be even close enough to "perfect". never.

full

ya know that feeling?

the one when you feel, not empty...

because "i feel empty" is too poetic.

you don't feel poetic.

you don't feel like beautiful words with a deeper meaning.

you just feel a sort of hollow.

like if someone were to knock on your chest,

it would echo.

echo.

e c h o .

you're stuck in the same old.

there's nothin' making your heart go-

BEAT BEAT.

BEAT BEAT.

and even though you're just shy of 18 years young,

and you shouldn't need someone to make you feel special,

you kind of feel that you do.

or at least you want it.

you want someone,

someone out of the ordinary,

to be your best friend.

to look at you and admire everything about you.

even your quirks.

like the dimples by your eyes,

or that snort after you giggle.

someone to watch movies with,

to waste friday nights with.

someone to miss when you've been busy.

someone to make you feel at home every time you're with them,

even if you're miles away.

a best friend.

who accepts you for your faults.

for your past.

for your present.

and WANTS to be a part of your future.

you feel like everyone's found something to make them feel special-

something...

someone.

but you haven't yet found that.

and you really want to.

remember when i said you don't feel poetic?

well maybe you do.

cause when you start thinking about if this "someone" were to exist,

you think you'd feel quite poetic about them.

poetic and full.

full of,

i don't even know what.

cause i've never been "full".

full of that unknown, mystery thing.

but again, i'm just shy of 18.

i'll get there.

i just wish everyone around me WASN'T there.

or at least,

i wish they didn't THINK they were.