That’s it. That’s the post.

If you think about doing it, don’t. If you are tempted to do it. Do NOT.

Cause people out here just murdering people left and right.. I case assure you that there’s never a reason to resort to violence. I wish that there’d be an end to it, but hey, who am I to argue with the ebbs and flows of life? Then again, people make their beds so they must lay in it.

I’m going through a bad allergy episode right now and it sucks. I slept for half the day yesterday when I got home from my school campus. Woke up at midnight and watched an episode about a case I am covering.

Last week I decided to Google some creepy cases. So I picked one that occurred on December 16, 2000. The case follows the disappearance of 31-year old husband and father, Mike Williams. He had vanished at Lake Seminole. I do have posts about it already, but I decided to write a more compelling story that does him justice.

In the photo above is Mike’s mother, Cheryl. I watched the episode of ‘48 Hours’ last night, and I was so moved by Cheryl’s fight and her fierce determination to get justice for her son.

For those who are wondering, in a nutshell, Mike was lured to Lake Seminole by his “best friend” Brian Winchester. While there, Brian shoved Mike off the boat, but Mike was able to swim due to his waders. Which by the way, his waders did a thing. So did Mike. Spoiler: six and half months after Mike went missing, his waders and other belongings resurfaced. Clearly I am choosing to believe that Mike himself did THAT. Let me have my delusional theory because it’s a little spooky and iconic.

Anyway, Brian shot Mike in the head with a shotgun, then proceeded to bury him to cover his tracks. It did not work. I will leave it at that.

I’ll be writing today gonna try and keep it low-key since my allergies wanna act crazy.

I am also completely grateful that even if I have not met Mike before, his story is very sad. He seemed like an amazing guy which makes this all the more sadder. However, it’s been a pleasure to somewhat know who he was while he was alive.

For now I’m going to leave this post here. I will be posting a crime scene analysis post about Rebecca Zahau, it’ll be a short and direct post but everything I write on here does in fact serve a purpose, and also sometimes I get a bit unhinged because this is heavy material to work with for one tiny Polly Pocket girl.

But I have a goal, a dream, and purpose.

Until next time! 💙⭐️ L.W.

🔍 I am now upgrading myself to magnifying glass status. Yay me!