The destroyer of my crop top is a killer.

But before I could turn to close the door, the air in my lungs escaped as my heart sank into the deepest part it could sink into.

There it was, Karen's body, Staring lifelessly into the abyss. Her body against the cold, hard, concrete floor. Her neck was spilling with red blood.A high pitched scream escaped my lungs...

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What started as a harmless trip to the mall turned into a crime scene... When I wore my crop top that morning, getting it destroyed by a mysterious killer was the last thing on my mind. I walked in with a snow white top only to have it turned into a shade of little red riding hoods cloak...the crop top has been destroyed. An unsolved mystery.