Seth was never a normal boy all he ate was meat no veggies or fruit. When he was five his mom was beat and murdered by his father. Seth watched his father brutally kill his mother. His father told him not to tell anyone about the killing or he would kill him. In first grade Seth was always violent and gory at school. His art pictures were gruesome and horrifying. In poetry he always talked about killing and cannibalism. When Seth was 9 years old he went to jail for killing and eating his fellow classmate. Seth was in Jail for 23 years. Most of his time there he was in the hole for trying to kill guards. When he came back he attended Briar crest and the kids mocked so he killed them. He was sentenced to life without bail. During his prison sentence he was supposed to be starved to death. Three days after he was in prison inmates were know where to be found. Three months later guards were missing. Know body knew what was happening until they checked into his cell. They found plenty of dead bodies. The next day they put Seth in the electric chair and he was killed in 1921. 89 nine years later an inmate complained of sounds in his cell. The next day they found him dead but without his head. One of the older guards who were now the warden said to throw the ashes of Seth in the woods and they did. They built an apartment called the Saturn on the same land Seth’s ashes were spread. Families moved in and one night a child heard something in his living room so he looked and he saw 2 dead bodies in the room but there heads were gone. He looked in the kitchen and saw something eating what looked like to be a head. The apartments were forced to be shut down. Every time someone walks through those woods they don’t come back. When they find the body they don’t have a head. This is the story of his slayer. I was sitting on the couch when I heard a story about a missing girl. It made my heart cringe because my little sister had gone missing but we never found her. This is our story. Why did you break my Play station 3 Mary! I told you to keep out of my room but now stay off my side of the house! I didn’t mean to. I just wanted to play with that new game you got. Just get out Mary. “I’ll just leave the city instead. She ran out of the house in a furious rage. I ran after her to apologies but when I got outside she was gone. I took a look around and I spotted a van driving away, but I couldn’t catch it. My parents ran out of the house curious but I knew they were worried. I filled them in on what happened. My mother cried a river, so my dad tried to calm her but it was futile. I dashed in the house and called the police. They sent a police car but they didn’t spot the van. I pondered about how the anonymous van that I saw looked but I couldn’t remember the license plate number. The lieutenant told us to go to the police station so they can get a description of my sister. I was concerned but I didn’t cry. They asked me why she ran out of the house and I told them about the argument. Surprisingly they weren’t angry with me but I still thought it was my fault. The detective escorted us back home. All that night I was awake thinking about that mysterious van but most of all I tried to remember the license plate number. I tried to go to sleep sometime after midnight but it was hopeless. The next day we found the van in a ditch in the woods but the whole hood of the car was dented. When we looked inside we only spotted the man who stole Mary but we didn’t see Mary. The police officers took him to prison but my sister was still missing .The police officer guessed that she hit her head and couldn’t remember who she was .We searched all day for her but she never turned up. Present Day. I looked up the commercial on the news website and it said that it was a past case that hadn’t been solved so I looked deeper into the article and I found out that they had found my sister. I rushed to the news station and told them who I was and they told me where she was. I called my mom and told them where she was and I told them to meet me there. When we got to the shelter we saw her and embraced her. She looked puzzled and asked who we were and we explained to her. My mom and I took her to the hospital and got her memory restored. Then, we went home I was so joyful I cried more then than I did when she went missing.