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17 years have passed  since kasie went Missing,  but it sure feels alot more than that, Jane  is getting  more inquisitive  by the minute and i don't  know how long it'll  be before she comes asking about  her mom.Jane resembles her mother tremendously  , they both possess the tall slim physique along with the long luscious  brown curls hanging  right above their shoulders.
Lesley and I decided to not move out from this place after kasie went missing, in hopes of her coming back that is, which barely  looks like a possibility at the moment. Memories of that night still haunt me ,it all. Happened so fast , i think to myself as i pick up the loose floorboard ;my safe place. Our safe place. a bunch of pictures  of my childhood and memories  of kasie under this very floorboard. I start reminiscing the days where kasie and I  would hide  our drugs back in highschool. Kasie and I didn't  exactly have a good childhood. I mean just like any child we had some ups and some downs.  But it was different.  We we're  different  to those around us.  Our mother died due to lung cancer not long before my father  left his girlfriend yet again. Mom's  past was quite exquisite,  highschool  dropout  got married to an alcoholic. Figures.  You'd  think that's why she ran away,  because  her reputation maybe? Or was it because she couldn't  handle what life had recently  thrown her way? But kasie did have her secrets  , i mean after all  it's  secrets that makes us who we are but it's  also secrets that demolishes ourselves and others around us, i thought  to myself  as i watched the sun bleed into the sky and listened to the church bells that blended into soporific  harmony  which lulled my mind to sleep. For a moment or two , everything  shut down. But the memories, questions and dilemmas  resumed swarming  inside my head  like a swarm of bees eager to make their honey , i wish i could stop it all,  be numb, the image of him ontop of her that  night reappears , my heart aches. No-one  knows. No-one  will know.  I keep thinking  back to what i could've  done to help,  but what could some teenage boy do to stop rape? Was that the reason she ran away? My mind continues to wonder

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