Sharon "Shar" Anne Santos
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Sharon's obituary
She was the heartbeat of our family.
Born November 2, 1973, in Los Angeles, Sharon lived with laughter, courage, and a love for adventure.
On September 2, 2004, she was found murdered in Chinatown, stuffed in the trunk of her car, leaving behind a mother, a sister, and countless loved ones shattered.
Your donation honors her memory and fuels the fight for justice.
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In Loving Memory of Sharon Anne Santos
Sharon Anne Santos was born on November 2, 1973, in Los Angeles, California. She was a vibrant daughter, sister, and friend whose life was full of passion and purpose. She lived boldly, studying volcanoes in Hawaii, taking pilot lessons, skydiving, painting, traveling, and filling every space with her laughter and warmth.
On August 17, 2004, Sharon left her job at Warner Bros. in Burbank and vanished. Two agonizing weeks later, on September 2, 2004, she was found dead, discarded in the trunk of her own car, abandoned in Los Angeles’ Chinatown. She had been the victim of a violent assault and homicide.
More than 20 years later, no one has ever been charged with Sharon’s murder.
Her family and friends have carried the unbearable weight of knowing her killer remains free. We have fought, and will keep fighting, to make sure Sharon’s case is never forgotten, pushing for renewed investigations, forensic testing, and public awareness. We refuse to let her voice be silenced.
Sharon’s story is a call to action. If you believe every life deserves truth, accountability, and justice, we ask you to join us. Follow her story. Share her name. Stand with us.
Your donation will directly fund efforts to advocate for Sharon’s case, raise awareness on her story, and protect others from suffering the same fate.
For Sharon. For justice. For all of us.
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When I think of Sharon, I hear her laugh.
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When I think of Sharon, I hear her laugh.
It was a laugh like no other—warm, genuine, and full of li…
When I think of Sharon, I hear her laugh.
It was a laugh like no …
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