As some of you know, late last week an arrest was made in the missing person cases of Selim Esen and Andrew Kinsman, those cases are now being ruled as homicides and the police have announced evidence of another two possible murders being connected. I refuse to say this murderers name, for personal opinions on how the media fetishizes killers and focuses less on victims, but there have been whispers about a serial killer in the village since these men went missing last spring. We knew.
There are many varying opinions on how the Toronto Police have handled these missing cases but one thing is still clear, despite Friday’s arrest, the village is not safe.
Early Sunday morning I was walking home from a friend’s birthday party, he lives at Sherborne and Isabella and I’m at Church and Maitland so we’re talking about a 5-minute walk tops. It was around 4am when I left his place, my friends even gave me these and I joked about blowing all three of them if I got into any trouble. Being on edge with everything going on lately I stuck to the main streets, choosing to walk down Jarvis to Wellesley and then over to church instead of cutting through the 519 or continuing across Isabella which was a little darker than I was comfortable with. It was when I got to church I felt a little more comfortable, there were people around, mostly stumbling home from bars, but I was really close to home. I then made a choice, I could cut into my back lane which I do all the time or go a little further and come in from the front. My gut told me to go around to the front but rationality told me it’s just a few doors in to my building, what could possibly happen. Well as soon as I get into the lane, I heard someone stumble in behind me, he tripped over his clunky shoes or something but I turned back to see him catch his footing. I figured he was on his way to Steamworks, who’s door was now to my left and to what at this time sees a lot of people coming and going. Well as I kept walking I suddenly hear a very soft hey, every hair on my neck stood up and besides my legs, thank god, I froze. Exactly what I just told myself wouldn’t happen, was happening. I kept moving forward and the soft hey’s got a little louder and more frantic each time. In this moment, I couldn’t tell you what was going through my head, don’t acknowledge, keep walking, should I call a friend? Do I run? If I run would he attack me? If I don’t run will he attack me? I’m almost at my door, just get there. Thankfully I had my keys in my hand for some reason. What I can’t tell is if he was gaining on me or still about 5 meters behind me, I just dove into my building and waited for the door to close behind me.
My heart was racing but I was at least home, safe and sound.
Looking back on the situation, it could’ve been totally completely innocent, someone seeing you on the street, finding you attractive and wanting to say hi but at 4am, you don’t follow someone down a back alley, anything could’ve happened.
Although the Toronto Police have made an arrest in the homicides of missing Toronto men, the murder of Tess Richey remains unsolved and there are too many missing people cases who were all last seen here in the downtown area, our city. These are our friends, these are our family, this is our community and we have to keep each other safe, that’s why I’m telling you this story.
Thankfully nothing happened to me and I really don’t live in fear but I live in a heightened state of awareness, the village is not a safe place, please please please be careful, don’t walk home alone and don’t take short cuts.
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