I am the mother to Casi Ann Pogue, missing person since July 5, 2020, now for over 4 years. My name is Debra Pogue, however, that’s not nearly as important as my daughter Casi’s name.

You see Casi’s case and name have been passed over and not given the proper attention and professionalism by the Greenville Police Department as to what the bare minimum should be. As public servants I had hoped the Department would have used resources and probed areas that were blatantly obvious. This has NOT been the case.

Casi is a mom, daughter, sister, cousin, niece, friend and recently a first time grandmother. She is so much more than the addiction and mental health issue she was battling. These did NOT define her. They were rather her momentary afflictions.

I feel as if the Greenville Police Department sees her as just another throw away addict and their actions, or lack there of, have proven it. Myself and our family have continually throughout these past four years brought information, issues and concerned persons before Greenville Police only to be dismissed as not credible or just flat out dropping the ball. They have not returned calls or text to even update me when I have made myself available for any assistance if needed. I am still waiting for a response to an April 22, 2024 text sent asking for communication.

We as a family have been brushed off and have all the appearances of being lied to concerning procedures done or NOT done in Casi’s case. As Casi’s mom I have been tormented with questions and scenarios that are heartbreaking at the very least. I live with hope of being reunited with my daughter, however, I fear the Greenville Police Department sees this as a cold No count case, maybe not in word but in their very lack of action and communication.

We have retained multiple private investigators and each is met with resistance when asked for information on Casi’s case. Unfortunately we have found discrepancies and lack of documentation about procedures the department SAID they had done. While Casi’s is just a case number to Greenville Police Department she is NOT to me. She is my ONLY biological child and I need her. I need answers or at least the KNOWING that things are being done to search for answers by the department. If they can’t or won’t do it then invite other resources in to assist.

Our family has done all we know to do to bring community awareness to our case. WE have! Not the Greenville Police, the ones we had hoped would lead us and guide us. Who we had hoped would communicate and at the very least reassure us Casi’s case was still active and important to them. Unfortunately this has not been the case.

No family should EVER have to go through the disappearance of a loved one. The pain is indescribable! When the very ones in our community are supposed to help…and don’t….the pain intensifies. I realize the Greenville Police Department is only human BUT SO IS MY BELOVED CASI. Please I’m begging for help to find my daughter. Do something, anything but DO IT.

My name is DebiAnn De Castillo and I am the eldest child and only daughter of Casi Ann Pogue, who has been missing since July 5, 2020.

As I write this, my sweet son is in the next room stomping and laughing. It makes me wonder how many times my mom watched me play the same way, how many times she had to remind me not to throw my toys or finish my food without it ending up all over the floor. I wonder if she felt the same overwhelming gratitude I feel in motherhood. Above all else, I wonder if she remembered those moments when she disappeared and ended up wherever she is now.

My mom was the blueprint for motherhood. She managed it with grace and joy in a way I could never dream of matching. I wish people knew that version of her, instead of the addict she has been written off as.

The Greenville City Police Department has disappointed us at every turn in their time handling this case. Between their initial investigator outright lying to us only days into the case and their new investigator refusing to make any moves against the sole suspect they have listed, we see now that they don’t care if my mom is found or not. And I wish I could show them exactly who she was. Before she was an addict, she was kind and nurturing and never too busy for a phone call or a quick chat when you really needed it. The Police Department is not equipped to handle their case at best, and downright covering up a crime at worst. Either way, they are not fit to hold the reigns any longer.

Every time I have to run a mid-day bath because my little boy is covered in dirt, I see him how my mom must have seen me: mine to love and care for. Every time I have to hold him as he cries over a scraped knee, I think about how many times my mom held me the same way, even well into my teens. Every time he does something that makes me go, “Oh that reminds me so much of my mom”, I think about whether or not she ever said the same thing to herself.

We have had to stitch ourselves in all kinds of ways to cover the gaping hole her absence has left in our family, siblings becoming guardians, grandparents becoming parents, and so on and so on. Frankly, we’re tired. The exhaustion of “do we grieve or don’t we” has weighed on us for more than four years now and we have felt the strain of it every single day. We have mentally run ourselves through the possibility of my mom being trafficked, kidnapped, killed, hurt, and broken beyond belief. We have steeled ourselves against every possible outcome at this point. No matter the answer, we want it. We’ll have her in any shape or state she comes in because, despite her shortcomings, she is still ours. Our mother, sister, daughter, friend, confidant, and so much more.

And to my mom: you are always going to be the first thought in my head when I think about my boy. I see you more than a daughter now, I see you as a mom. I love you more.

My name is Katrina Burns, and I am Casi Ann Pogue's cousin. However, we grew up more like sisters.

 The last few years have been an unimaginable nightmare for our family. On July 5th, 2020, Casi went missing, and since that day, our lives have been filled with an overwhelming sense of confusion, sorrow, and deep uncertainty. Every day that passes without answers only deepens the pain we carry.

Casi was not just a cousin to me; she is a loved part of our family, someone who brought joy, laughter, and warmth to every room she entered. Her absence has left an irreplaceable void in our hearts. We are left constantly wondering what happened to her, and why someone would take away the presence of someone so kind, caring, and full of life.

The impact of her disappearance has been felt by every member of our family. We feel her absence at every gathering, every holiday, every celebration, and every quiet moment. Her mother, her siblings, and all of us who love her, are trapped in a daily cycle of hope and despair, praying for closure, praying for the safe return of Casi, or at the very least, for answers.

The trauma of not knowing where she is, or what happened to her, has been a burden that we carry every single day. It has affected our mental health, our ability to find peace, and our ability to heal. The emotional toll has been immense, and the uncertainty surrounding her case continues to weigh heavily on all of us.

We want to share her story with the world, not only to seek justice but to remind everyone who knew her, and those who didn’t, that she was loved, she was cherished, and her life had incredible value. We will continue to fight for her, and we will never stop searching for her. Our hearts are broken, but our resolve is stronger than ever.

We are asking for any information that may help bring us the answers we so desperately need. Casi deserves to be found. Our family deserves closure. We will never give up on bringing Casi home.

With love and hope,

Katrina Burns