March 27, 2017.
8:02 PM, a chilly cold evening
written on Mindy Collins's son's laptop
This is Mindy Collins typing away to voice my anxiety in this suburban small town we call Haroldin. I am seated along with half the mothers in my street to discuss our fear of losing another one of our youngsters.
It is no secret what is happening in our town and we would like at least a clear explanation from our mayor, Mister Chawman, why this murders are occurring. And why our teenagers are targeted specifically.
I am well aware of the tragedy that broke our town and we, the women seated alongside me and I (Mindy, mother of two), are willing to do anything to put this bastard to stop. The information we bear, and can vouch are certain, now are only that
A. Two children are missing, one last seen going on a spree to Walmart and the other reported leaving school
B. One girl from our street has been found torched inside her car in a public area without anyone noticing the misfortune for several hours
C. Two boys, known to be best friends, have been found beaten and stabbed to death behind the public garbage truck parking lot
Our suspicions erupt from maybe a troubled or bullied high schooler, to a blood thirsted convict that has eloped to our state. We are all assured that the killer has no preference to race, gender or looks. He or she, if not them, is interested in the young flesh and could strike anytime they please.
Seeing the devastation that took over the mother of the young girl found torched, the rest of us ladies would like to help the police with the investigation before this disaster strikes again. Likewise, we are willing to put our time and effort in contributing for the work done to find the missing teens.
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