My name is Mcklyde Alfred. I am Palaun, born and raised in Guam for 21 years. I’m a son, I’m a brother, I’m a cousin, and I’m someone’s loved one. I recently came out to the states (North Dakota) to be exact. About 6 months later I moved to California, San Diego & Los Angeles to be exact. I ignorantly wore my red shirt in crip territory, after being made homeless by my “family friend” (no names) Bcs she brought me into a home with very suspicious, criminally insane, coked up ppl. Little did I know they were part of the cartel. And they would always say things. That traumatized me they told me they’ll kill me and hide my body so my family wouldn’t know. My “family friend” (JM) would make them threaten my life so I ran away to stay at a hostel. Life was chill I was going out in a very popular spot called the Gas Lamp Qtr. it’s blocks of bars & my friends and family were helping me to stay by myself & find work. It was going good. But the same family friend I had left wanted revenge Bcs I went out to live my life and she was very insecure, envious, hateful.
I had been staying at a hostel or two downtown, found work , but there were very skeptical ppl following me for her (JM) and they’d hint they’d known her and one of the guys that were following me admitted he was apart of the drug & human trafficking of the “cartel”. I didn’t think anything of it at the time, but when I would go meet guys from tindr/Grindr, they would have “GHB” aka. Date rape. Roofies. I was shocked to know ppl carry that drug around at that vast amount. Since the original incounter. I was targeted and didn’t know. Ppl were denying me services to stay at homeless shelter so I’d be on the street more accessible to the traffickers (cartel, also the crips) walking late night on a dangerous streets scared for my life till sunrise & apparently the crips were now my enemies. I had no idea I had offended anyone so badly they decided to attempt to abduct me. Neither did i understand who these people are. Or what they wanted.
A month or two passed and I’m frightened. I couldn’t trust the police. They wrongfully arrested me, after needing help Bcs the crips were attempting to hurt me to knock me unconscious Bcs their original idea of roofing me wasn’t working. Anyways the police officers. I called to help me. Beat me up. Bent my arms and limbs. They were dirty. Threw me in the back in cuffs thank God I still had my phone in my pocket they let me go Bcs I texted my sisters pictures of them and told her they were wrongfully arresting me (you’d think after the BLM RALLY police officers would change & do the right things, little did I know they were paid off working for the traffickers) The dispatcher actually laughed when I told them in immediate danger.(San Diego) I was black balled. To be denied any help at all or assistance to get away from the traffickers.
so I made the decision to take a train to LOS ANGELES. I had $0 dollars. All my friends/family had to help me to go places to get to safety. I didn’t know a single soul. But strangers were tagging me following me & wearing blue and speaking Spanish.I was alone and so frightened. There would be days I’d cry Bcs I felt like no one wasgonna save me to see my family again.
so in Los angles I take the Amtrak train. For $35. I get there and my main idea was to go to the nearest homeless shelter. For youth. Get a job and buy a ticket to leave (5months ago.) boy, I was so wrong. I had been denied services at the Los Angeles homeless shelters Bcs my different background. I wasn’t black. Or white. I was different and discriminated. I stayed at home-at-last, the workers and clients there were all in works with human traffickers, the people I depended to get me out(workers who were crips), where the people that wanted to sell me for the cartel/human traffickers , they were at a church and they had cages in their white vans. Otherkids went missing, Bcs they offered “fake “ tickets to go back “home” (be taken) or just abducted.
months passed and I went from LA to FL. And in the greyhound bus crips were still so hell bent they followed cross country. People were in place ready to be activated. To attempt on my life or abduct me. For what reason idk why. I went to Virginia and the found me there too. And then mydads sister (whom her and her sons were apart of them too) decides to let my dad send me to her in Texas, This was my turning pointI thought? No. The recruiters, my dads sister, her sons. All attempted to take me. We don’t know how high up and how vast & how powerful these ppl are but I had a taste.
like I handn’t had enough, from the hundreds of other people who kept tracking me. Hacking my social media, my phone calls, my dating apps, putting my credit card in debt, countless of attempts. But God hhas blessed with extension of time in my life. And for that reason I bring to you awareness. To not be too comfortable in this world. There are people selling people for millions of dollars. (Human trafficking)for sex, labor and selling organs (the black market) I don’t know how high up it goes. But I’m tired of worrying my family & friends, ending up stranded. Please if you have a heart. I’m a really great person. I’m innocent. All our lives matter, and it shouldn’t be worth any price, if not thousands of millions. Every life God has made is precious.
PLEASE HELP ME GET HOME & SPREAD AWARENESS TO HELP CHILDREN, TEENS, YOUNG ADULTS, like me! For your family, for your kids for your nephew and nieces . We must come together and make the world a better place. GOD BLESS YOU ALL! Be safe! Please and thank you in advanced. :)
- Keoni Fernandez