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( chapter six ; what are you afraid of? )
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Downtown, it looked like Derry had been celebrating something. Izzie was too hungry to care so she sent Eddie to go get her an ice cream cone, of course with his own money. But she would 'pay him back eventually.'
"They say they found part of his hand all chewed up near the Standpipes." The group was gathered around a 'MISSING' poster of thirteen year old Edward Corcoran. Izzie had no idea who the boy was. She slipped her hands in her pockets as she looked over at Richie who had been attempting to play a tuba and it was not doing well.
"He asked to borrow a pencil once." Ben spoke up from behind Izzie as she watched Bill approach the poster just to lift it up and to her surprise there was another poster under it. Her name was Betty Ripsom, again someone Izzie had no clue existed.
But for some reason she felt guilt, anger, and sadness for the victims family. She knew what it was like but she would never compare anyone's trauma. "It's like she's been f-f-forgotten because Corcoran's missing." Bill said in disbelief as he removed his hand from the poster.
"Is it ever gonna end?" Izzie turned her head towards Stanley before crossing her arms against her chest. "I hope. It's terrible." Izzie approached the poster so she could get a better look at it, lifting it up to reveal Betty Ripsom's missing poster.
