I remember the tragedy, and always will...
Hi I'm Melissa and I was born on August the 17th 2000, I'm 3/4 Australian an 1 quarter American, so that's why this is set in Australia. I love this pla- dammit lets get this story over and done with. My mum, dad, brother and me live in a small bungalow in the middle of Australia, we loved it there. Notice how I put 'loved', well we don't now. It was a casual Tuesday morning, I was eating breakfast, when a interruption came on the TV. The robotic voice informed us the chilling words:
"Emergency Alert. There is a seriously dangerous murderer in the area that you live in. Be careful when opening front and back doors as he might attack. If you see a long, brown haired girl with ripped skinny jeans and a green hoodie, call 911. It might just save your life and your families. Have a safe and great day."
My little brothers TV programme came back on and he squealed with joy.
"What are we gonna do?" I asked my mum. She simply came back with 1 word. "Nothing."
Not only was I concerned about myself, I was afraid for my best friend Katie, she has the same exact outfit, and she said that she would wear them today!
It couldn't have been her, or could it have..?
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