I have sat down to write to you many of times, but never fully knowing exactly what to say. June 3, 2011 burns in my mind as if it were yesterday. I was graduating high school that day, moving on to the unfamiliar and unknown. I was born and raised in Bloomington, I absolutely love my town. However after Laurens disappearance I question my town, the people in it, and how something so ugly can happen here. While my friends were out doing the usual after graduation celebration I returned home early, Lauren had been on my mind all day. Hearing the details of her disapperance the following days worried me, and made me feel uneasy going out in my once trusted town of Bloomington. However at this point I am angry. Someone knows exactly where Lauren is, yet they are holding back their information that could easily help end your painstaking search. I am now a sophmore in college in southern Indiana. As I return home to Bloomington for breaks I am constantly reminded of Lauren and her spirit all over town. Many stores, restruants, gyms, etc have Laurens posters out on their front windows. Even when I am not in Bloomington I am reminded of Lauren, I pray for the day that we get answers about the night of June 3, 2011. I have followed Laurens case from day one, constantly reading articles, watching videos or even just sitting at my desk dreaming of the day that the truth comes out. I am a criminal justice/sociology double major, I bring up Lauren every chance I get in class and share her story with my classmates. The pain and heartbreak that your family has been forced to go through is not fair, but justice will be served. Someone, some day, is going to break. They will finally wake up and see that they need to tell someone what happend, and when they do speak up the town of Bloomington as well as the rest of America will be thinking of your family, as well as sweet Lauren.