Lynnette Walker
Stories (3/0)
The Mysterious Death of Patrice Bell
The lady you see pictured above isn't a celebrity. She doesn't have a high profile case like Tupac or Biggie, which is exactly why I chose to write about her. Her story is only known among those of us who knew her. Patrice, affectionately known by family and friends as 'Cookie', was born and raised in Monroe, Louisiana, a major city in the northern part of the state, close to Arkansas and Mississippi. Her whole life was dedicated to Christ and setting an example to others around her. Everyone that knew her loved her and said the same thing; Patrice was a woman of God. For this reason, the circumstances surrounding her death still haunt her family and friends to this day. Patrice was found in a wooded area of Tappohannock, Virginia, thousands of miles from her hometown, lying face-down in shallow water by two hunters. Virginia State Police ruled the death a suicide, but her family and friends are still looking for answers. Again, Patrice was a devout Christian and believed suicide was a sin. In addition to this, Facebook clues gathered by myself and others lead many of us to suspect foul play.
By Lynnette Walker3 years ago in Criminal
Shaped By Adversity
March 18, 2021...a date still fresh in my mind, because it was just over a month ago. It is the day my mother died, two days after being vaccinated for COVID-19. I was in the middle of getting my CPR and First-Aid certification when I got the text. "Momma died...", my baby sister had typed. At first I didn't know how to feel.....I drew a blank in the beginning, felt nothing. Then, the nothingness turned to sadness, the sadness to anger, but not for the typical reasons you might expect.
By Lynnette Walker3 years ago in Psyche
A Trim of Triumph
Who knew that something as simple a task as trimming one's hair could bring such satisfaction? Not only does trimming the hair's ends defend against breakage, it is a symbolic act that is like releasing all your cares to the wind. In life, we encounter many tragedies and trials that weigh us down. Trimming the hair, or even cutting it completely provides an automatic sense of relief that is so esoteric. When life gets you down, cut your hair. It is a method of creative energy expelled through a pair of shears, bringing about a sense of change of the most indubitable proportions.
By Lynnette Walker3 years ago in Confessions