Name: Tom Harvener
Age: 16
Bio: (this will be brief) His family had always lived within the town of Jordan- as stubborn as their ancestors who helped settle it centuries ago. So even when their daughter had died in the massacre they refused to pack their things in leave unlike most of those that lost a child that night. Tom had been in elementary school when it happened and his sister may have been a bully but at that young impressionable age he had only seen her in the best light- she cared about him so how she acted at school left no impression upon his view of her. Losing her had been crippling. His parents moved past it but everything about their house, about this town, dredged up memories of her… about that closed casket funeral and the peek he had taken at her body after her death.

People eventually stopped taking about it, stopped trying to figure out what happened. It was like all those deaths meant nothing and eventually… he knew to give up on trying to convince them otherwise. His parents had stopped listening a long time ago, stopped acknowledging him shortly after his sister’s death. Perhaps they were afraid that he would end up the same way but this only made the loss of a sibling hurt more because it meant there was no one left for him growing up.
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