A Tendorlin Tale

S.E.R.E.N.E

How far can you go for someone that you love and end up killing them?

The Tendorlin district was no new to crimes. Serial killer and rapist Richard Ramirez is apparently said to have killed his first victim in the basement of a hotel in San Fransisco. Ranging from open drug use to street prostitution, name the crime and you find it here. Would you willingly want to lead a good life here for yourself? But Life has a strange way of leading us to things which take away our hopes.

Tendorlin High was no good either, beneath the facade of education which the poor Principle Miss. Leigh tried to keep,lied a crowd of students who were no strangers to guns, drugs and pimping out easy targets. But all the people in the world cannot be bad right? or can they? Amongst all these questions lied, the face of Isadora Everret. Born to an absent father and a mother who was not-so-willingly-ignorant towards her little Isa.

 She was busy saving up money to get her little Isa out of the town, which had done nothing good to her. Isadora's father tricked Piper into thinking he was a good person and convinced her to move into Tendorlin, where he lived and she foolishly obliged to the perverted alcholic whose reputation came into light when a mis-matched eye colored woman, who was a prostitute was banging on their door at night looking for Robert as they had "unfinished business" together as she proclaimed, turns out had impregnated her. Piper soon divorced Robert, and didn't claim child support as she knew that the drunkard was no good for Isadora or for herself.

On the morning of 19th August 2018, Isadora woke up in her trailer with her dog Seren licking her palms ,took an aspirin, freshned up, had breakfast which consisted of froot loops and expired milk and was set for the day. Tendorlin High awaited her, and just like any day she got off school, and headed for home. It was a rainy day in Tendorlin and she had an off day at the nearby restaurant where she washed the dishes. 

She wanted to get in her bed, pick a movie and cuddle with Serene for the rest of the night and eventually fall asleep, she even had a leftover pizza in her fridge. Days like this made Isa happy. She wasn't so tired and her hands weren't wrinkled from washing dishes all night long. 

"It was a burglar" said the voice of Peter, Isa's neighbour as she was near her porch.

"Huh"

"I said, there was a burglar trying to break into the trailer today, luckily i chased him off. Dude seemed sketchy as hell" 

"and you didn't bother calling the police or ME for that matter? 

"Come on Isa, you can't blame me. Seeing burglars break in to people's houses is as common as having pizza for dinner, kid."

"Still, you could have called."

Isa didn't like Peter much, as she was never a big fan of people and with that convo she walked over to her porch and was greeted by a sight that would haunt her in her sleep for the next few days of her life. 

There lied Serene dead, with fur darker than the darkest night blood oozing out of her mouth and a broken limb and the most shocking thing was, her tongue was cut off. 

Why would a burglar cut off a dog's tongue?