Hi everyone. My name is Scott Beaumont and I live in Glass and go to John Hedgecock University. I’m also a teacher’s assistant there this year. I don’t really know how all this blog stuff works, but I’ll try. I met Turner when he moved into the apartment complex where I live with my sister Melody. We became friends and work out together because we’re both swimmers with Olympic dreams in mind.
Things got a little weird when he left without much notice for a family vacation. I’m not mad, just wish I didn’t have to hear it from his aunt who also lives in the complex. She said it was very last-minute and Turner couldn’t get in touch before having to leave.
He’s actually a student in one of the classes I teach at JHU, so we’ve reconnected a little, but sloowly and not as personally. I can’t let our friendship get in the way of objective grading, you know. I don’t want to mistakenly pump up his grade because we’re friends.
Anyway, if you want to know more about me, I’ll be 21 soon and am a junior at JHU. My sister Melody and I live together in the apartment complex after some weird family stuff happened. She goes to Glass High School, where Turner also goes. He never said anything, but it’s easy to figure out he’s a senior in the dual enrollment program. I’m fine with that, age doesn’t make much of a difference to me when someone is as equally as motivated as I am.
Melody and I aren’t originally from Glass, but we moved here to live with our uncle Phineas after our parents passed away. It was him who died in those murders in the woods. He encouraged my swimming and other activities and was sort of like an older brother/father figure.
Turner has been acting weird whenever anything about the case comes up, but he admitted to knowing the kid who also died. I feel for him. Losing a friend at that young of an age is horrible. Losing anyone at any age is, but things like this are a special kind of horrible.
Wow. I thought this was going to be a more positive post than what it has turned into. Anyway, I have teacher’s aid stuff to do, and schoolwork of my own, so if you want to know more about me, I hear this is an author’s blog about the incident. There will probably be some cool stuff to read about.