Estefanía Ceballos, the mother of the young Juan Esteban Alzate, murdered on Saturday, October 8 in TransMilenio, He gave details of the rough moment in which his son was attacked and his life was taken. “I speak because I want justice to be done. My son was a sensible young man who only dedicated himself to studying and who had no problems with anyone.”
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He said the killer insultingly and humiliatingly asked him to kneel down and apologize for stepping on him. “That was terrible. When was this aggressiveness in the system here?” He added that in order to carry out the funeral services and make the final farewell to his son, he had to receive help.
She also said that when Juan Esteban was attacked, she died in front of her boyfriend and a friend. “I don’t know if this had anything to do with it. But the fact that my son was homosexual did not have to be attacked in such a violent way. From the age of eight he had defined his sexual orientation.”
He recalled that it all started at the Ricaurte station. “My Juan Esteban apologized, but when he realized that they were asking him to lie on the floor, he refused. Yes, he confronted him and that’s when the murderer took out a knife and, without thinking, stabbed him in the chest.” .
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The young man’s mother says he will never forget the moment when his son’s partner called him, crying, to tell him that his son had been killed. “His voice, I will never forget it. My world fell apart. Then they told me I was in surgery at Santa Clara but they couldn’t do anything. My son died.”
Today this young man is mourned by his five brothers. “It’s a lie when they say that our relationship was bad. He decided to go live with his partner and that’s respectable. I was always a father and a mother to him. I always understood him and helped him. He visited me a lot. He came to lunch or I asked for elevens”. In fact, the young man was validating third and fourth grade in the night shift of the Fernando Mazuera school.
This terrible dream ended the life of a young man who dreamed of being a model and living in the United States. She wanted to work and send money to her family to help her. “They took my son from me, what a mother can love most, and because of a step. How sad.”
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