At New York City :

New year.

A new year was partly about turning a fresh new page in life and partly a journey of gratitude for all goodness that had been bestowed that year. It was a welcoming of new fortunes and a fortitude to meet challenges with good grace and a heart of love.

It was new year's eve and people were gathered at Church for it , praying the almighty to pour them with luck, happiness and good health for the forthcoming year. Excitement can be seen through their faces, smiling, giggling and laughing at all the silly things that were happening around them .Not alone the adults , kids were all enjoying themselves too, them in their little own world.

All were happy. You could everyone soaking in happiness. Happiness. The happiness is infectious. It starts as a tingle in my fingers and toes, much like the feeling we have when we were anxious, but instead of worrisome it's warm. We feel it pass through us like a warm ocean wave, washing away the stress of our day to leave us refreshed inside. As the wave fades we savour the memory of its gentle touch. The feeling is a blissful evocation of time spent with us. How we love days like this...

Michael Allen, who is a five years old boy says to his mother ,Johnsi " Mommy, I'm feeling very thirsty, can we go and have some water please? " pleaded him showing his big puppy eyes with a cute pout on his lips.

"Sure sweetie but can you go alone and quench your thirst and come back here really quick? Mom needs to be here honey " said his mum , Johnsi.

As selfish as it sounds, his mother was so into the celebration that she didn't want to move from here. She was bathing in all the happiness and excitement that was surrounding this place and she trusted this holy, sacred place a little too much to leave her son alone.

But little Michael was not having it so he continues to coax his mother to come with him saying, " No mommy, I don't want to go alone please come with me, I'm scared please mommy ".

Johnsi softly sighed and looked at her five year old and said " Little one, listen you don't have worry all are our friends here, none of them if bad. Just go and if you want help with something just come back to mummy quickly , yeah honey ?"

Michael gave up and said okay, Johnsi smiled and pecked his son's head and patted his back to run. So did little Michael ran from there to quench his thirst.

People were still vibing and enjoying. Johnsi who was too engrossed in the celebration snapped out of it once she came to know little Michael still didn't come back. Panic started to rush through her veins. She was on the verge of crying. She was wrong. She shouldn't have left him alone. She started running around like mad women in search of her child praying to all the gods that ever exited to bring her son back to her and even after searching through all the places she couldn't her son and that's when a sob broke out of her followed by rain of tears from her eyes.

Little Michael was kidnapped.

At Columbus City :

Childhood which is a time of innocence, of wonder, of safety, of love. It's a chance to discover our passions, our talents, our unique basket of interests. It should give us the best possible chance to win our me vs. me battle and become happy contributors to society. Childhood is the foundation we need to get right if we want a thriving world.

But Roux who is an eight year old girl had a controlled childhood , a very strict parenting.

Despite of the strict parenting, she is mischievous and always wanted a lot of friends . She always wanted to play outside with her neighborhood friends .

But her mother ,Monica, is always worried about Roux"s safety as naughty Roux used to run around and go out without informing her. And that's one of the main reason for their strict parenting.

Right now Roux stubbornly asks her mom " Shall I go to our apartment park to play with my friends mama?"

Monica chides Roux " No Roux , you are not going anywhere and don't you dare forget you have homework to do , so off you go and complete it "

Roux gapes at her and says " What? No mama, I just finished all my homework an hour ago, so please, I'm totally free so let me go and play. I'll come back within an hour and I promise to do anything you tell me to do once I'm back and I'll be safe while playing, I promise "

Monica sighed heavily, shaking her head and said okay to her bratty kid telling her to not talk with strangers and to be very careful while playing.

Once Roux left, Monica continued monitoring her every ten minutes from her balcony while doing all the household works.

After thirty mins, Monica noticed Roux is not there in park. She was no where to be found , with that she immediately comes down and started searching for her. All her efforts went in vain knowing she can't find her nowhere.

Yes, Naughty Roux also has been kidnapped by someone.

At Washington Beach :

Anik is a six-year-old sweet boy, who went to Washington beach along with his parents to get some fresh air.

His parents Rollins and Nia are not so wealthy and they three live in a very congested areas.

This beach is a relaxation place for their family to spend some quality time with themselves considering their home too small to enjoy there.

All though they were poor, it didn't matter to them. As long as they have each other they are fine.

Rollins and Nia were happily site seeing the waves going high and low which was an exact replica of their lives. Struggling and raising. Still taht that didn't stop them from being happy and hence, here they are sharing their happiness.

Anik who's too little to chat with parents to understand all the stories they were saying decided to play with ball from near where his parents are seated.

As he continues to play, unfortunately his ball went over inside a small shop and Anik ran over and asked for his ball.

The Shop owner took ball and said strictly to Anik that " I ain't giving this ball to you one more time if it comes again. Got it? "

Anik meekly nodded and said sorry to him and promised him that he'll take care of his ball. Then the owner of the shop passed a smiled at him and thrown the ball towards him.

Poor Anik missed to catch it and it went to a long distance.

Anik went to collect ball and he did not come back.

Rollins and Nia continued speaking with themselves for a very long time without registering what's happening around them. Once they both were ready to go home ,they turned back and call Anik, but he is not there where they last saw him playing with his ball

Rollins ran over the beach in search of him , but he is not there.

Nia is crying and asking everyone about her child , blaming herself for being this careless.

And oh yes, Anik is also been kidnapped by someone..... .

In Washington :

The dark , dirty water , no stranger to multiple crimes over the years, was the center of attention again. A call came in claiming to have heard shouting coming from the alley well past the time when anyone with any kind of self-preservation wouldn"t be caught dead there. Floating amongst the greasy leaves and soggy plastics and wastes lay the cold, lifeless body of what appeared to be a young male in his early twenties.

Down in the bottom of the drab olive green dumpster, rusted out by years of garbage bags bursting open and leaking, the bloody mutilated body leaned against the side, tossed away like some worn-out rag doll. How had he come to be here? Missing one shoe, the other the shoe worn off, broken fingernails showed signs that she struggled to save herself.

Across the lake, barely visible in the shadows cast by the single 60 watt light bulb above the back door of the building next door lay hidden among the debris what appeared to be the ball bat , which the lad would've have played with. But for the time of night, this crime would have gone unnoticed. During early evening until closing time for most bars any screams coming from near the lake would have been drowned out by the yelling and screaming of college students out partying and enjoying life.

The steady downpour had all but washed away any footprints the killer may have left behind. With it came the humidity causing steam to rise up from the oil slicked pavement. Matching the ambiance of those who slowly and methodically scoured every inch near the lake looking for any trace of evidence the killer may have left behind that wasn"t washed away by the rain.

Lake surroundings with its dark shadows was home to all strays from malnourished mongrels to the vagrants passing through on their way to warmer climates. Within weeks the only thing left to show a crime has been committed there will be bits of the crime scene tape that hasn"t been ripped away by the teenagers as they race by on their skateboards without a clue how close they have passed by to death.

This said to be happened near ,one of the leading university in Washington which was located near the lake. All the college students were standing near the lake with the kind of nervousness. We can see some kind of concern on their faces A student who was supposedly studying with them was dead and floating in the lake.

Everyone was sad thinking of the situation for the student.At the same time everyone was curious to know what happened to that student.

The Police seized his body from the lake. Then the police were investigating everyone. Later the police were telling everyone that the student was died due to love failure but the police hid the reason what truly happened to the student.

But everyone wondered why the police closed the case with these stupid kind of reason.