Lost In The Shadows
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Ongoing, First published Apr 01, 2024
My names Bessie and since childhood my family had been falling apart bit by bit. My parents had died in a house fire, orphaning me and my younger sister, Lodi. Only a year apart in age, my age nineteen and hers eighteen. The second we turned of age we turned to prostitution, the only way to get money with little academic records. Neither one of us liked it but we had to do what we could to keep food on our table. The papers soon flooded with news that a serial killer was on the loose, targeting women like us. Some people thought it was propaganda, the police not letting anyone see the alleged bodies of the victims. It wasn't an option to stop our jobs, so instead we were forced to stay cautious. 

(...) This isn't meant to be insensitive, it isn't exactly based on the man who did these murders as he has never been found. All respect to the women who were victims and their families. 

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