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miss any of those episodes. Now, let's get to today's story. Confessions of a teenage serial killer.

Yeah. On September 4, 1989, Marie Bouchard went to check on her daughter, Joan Heaton, and her two grandchildren, Jennifer, who was 10, and Melissa, eight,

at their home in the Buttonwoods area of Warwick, Rhode Island. She was concerned because she hadn't heard from them over the Labor Day weekend. Marie's other daughter, Mary Lou,

accompanied her to Joan's house. It was a visit that no matter how hard they tried, they would never forget.

When they got there, they thought it was weird that no one answered the door. The car was in the

driveway, so they must be home. After ringing the doorbell over and over and over, they decided to just

go inside. When they entered, they decided to just go inside.

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