User:Vs thechamp1

My story starts when I moved to a new high school in Texas. I usually hanged around the park by the school so I met a couple of students that went to my school, there were older than me so I knew I wasn't going to see them often at school.

It was finally the first day of school and I felt confident, not nervous that I am starting new. I get ready and wait outside for the bus with my brother. The teenagers I met at the park were waiting at the stop as well, so I felt comfortable. The bus comes and as soon I get on, I was on my own. My brother was able to find a seat with the students we met but I had an open spot, the front seat. I find myself lonely and already embarrassed. The bus stops at this gated neighborhood to pick up other students, that's when this girl sat by me. I thought it was pretty cool I didn't think anything of it. She looked nice, orange hair, and her eyebrows were obviously done. I never spoke to her that day, or the next. I would see her at school as I was walking down the hallways, but I was usually distracted by my new friends so I never cared about her.

Everyday, the same old routine, I sit in the front, and when it was her stop, she sat right next to me. After a couple months of school I finally decide to talk to her. "Hey, I'm Dan, What's your name?" "Renee, nice to meet you Dan." I noticed she wore the same weird clothes like back in the 80's or something everyday. We talked until we got to school. We walked into the school and she said bye and walked away. I didn't see her around school, nor the next day, but she was always on the bus. I befriended her, and we were like best friends. I would always hang out with her after school, everybody looked at me like I was crazy every time I spoke to her, people seemed to ignore me at school, even my new friends hardly spoke to me.. I usually get off at her stop and talk to her at the park.

Two months past by, and I get off at her stop but this time she leads me to her house this time. We were really good friends and I kinda had a crush on her, so I was like sweet finally get to hang at her house. She leads me to her backyard gate instead of her front door, as soon as I open it an old man opens the front and yells " Get out of my yard!" I stare at him at him, but I decided to just run away.

The next day I see Renee on the bus and she apologized to me about her grandfather. I told her it was alright, I asked her what she wanted to show me yesterday. "Nothing, your not ready." she replied. After school I decided to not hang out with her and go home. I go home and put on my running shoes and grab a pick for a lock, and head to her house. I see that no one is home so I break in. The house was normal, I saw old furniture around the house. Da-da-da I see Renee running across the room. "Renee!" I shouted as I ran after her, I found myself running to her basement. I don't see Renee but I smell this horrible stench in the corner of the basement where this box was in. I knew I had to come back tomorrow and figure out what was inside of it.

I get on the bus and see Renee, but I pretend that I never went in her house yesterday. She seemed very happy, like she was excited for something later on today. After school I told her I couldn't see her after school again, I told her I have a lot of homework. I get home and this time I grab a mask, and the pick again. I see that no one is home again. I break into the house and see Renee run across the room again, I and run to the basement. I put on my mask as I walk to the box. The smell was unbelievably bad, even with the mask on. The box is locked, I spot a hammer next to the box. I give the lock a couple of hits and it breaks.

I look in the box and see a skeleton, the clothes were exactly like Renee's, I was horrified, I ran out the house and head back home. That night I did research on her. I look up on Google and typed Renee Miorda. I see all these missing person cases about her. I click on the first link and started to read about it. ''Girl goes missing from her home, she was walking to school, her friends say when they last saw her. Renee Miorda was her name. Born 1979, age 15. Height 5'1, orange hair and brown eyes.'' I sat there stunned. I seen this this girl everyday, talked to her and she has been missing for more than thirty years. I know the body was Renee's and I decide to call the cops. I tell them everything I saw and the told me they will be right on it.

On the news the next day, was a live footage of the house Renee's body was found in. The reporter was on the screen saying " It's been more than thirty years since Renee Miorda has been missing, but her body has been found, unfortunately dead. The man that has kept her all these years named Albert Garcia admits he took her while she was walking to school and raped and killed her." I felt this sudden feel of relief that I solved this for her. She went on the bus that day and picked me the find her and bring her justice. I was charged with breaking and entering so I paid a $500 fine, and Albert was sentenced to life in prison without the possibility of parole.

I never did see Renee again, I went about my life, but I will never forget my experience I had with her, I went to her funeral to give my respect.

Next morning I get on the bus, I'm alone until this boy sits next to me, his clothes looked like he was stuck in the Great Depression era.