My God, that poor girl will be eaten alive 
“My God, that poor girl was eaten alive!”: The cry of a devastated father
Tragedy struck without warning, and what began as an ordinary day turned into an unimaginable nightmare for a family. Amidst the pain, a father, his voice broken and his soul shattered, uttered words that chilled the blood of those around him: “My God, that poor girl was eaten alive .” His daughter, a young woman of just 19, was the victim of violence that no human being should ever experience.
The incident occurred on the outskirts of a city where wilderness coexists dangerously with inhabited areas. The young woman, who went for a walk alone along a rural path she frequently visited, never imagined it would be the last time. Hours later, after her disappearance, her father led the search with neighbors and authorities, fearing the worst. His worst fears were confirmed when they found traces of a brutal attack.
According to preliminary forensic reports, the young woman was attacked by a pack of wild animals. While the investigation into whether it was a wild animal attack or human intervention is ongoing, what is clear is that her body was found in a state of indescribable suffering. The local community is in shock, devastated by the ferocity of the attack and the irreparable loss.
The father, completely devastated, spoke through tears to the media:
“There is no greater pain than seeing your daughter like this. She was my little girl, my light. I don’t understand. I don’t understand why the world is so cruel. No one deserves to die like this . ”
Her testimony has generated a wave of empathy and fury on social media, where thousands have expressed their outrage, grief, and solidarity with the family.
The tragedy has reopened the debate on security in rural areas and the need for greater protection, both from natural and human-made threats. It has also highlighted the isolation many families face, exposed to institutional neglect.
As the investigation progresses, the father and his family only wish for justice and peace. Amid flowers, candles, and tears, neighbors have come to mourn, leaving letters, prayers, and silent hugs.“She wasn’t just my daughter. She was a good person, a dreamer, and a brave one. And that’s how I want to remember her ,” her father added, before leaving, clutching a small photograph of his daughter, the last one he had left.