You know I probably will never know and that's another thing that gets to me because I'm going to be 77 in December and my time is running out and I don't want to go without knowing what happened to my daughter. So, you know, that's starting the way it is.

But, you know, that's just the way it is.

She was only one day shy of her 15th birthday when Wanda Mitchell ran away from home.

Less than a year later, her remains were recovered from the woods in Poland, Maine.

To this day, her death is considered undetermined, not a homicide, not an accident,

not a single clear answer as to what happened to the teenage girl or who if anyone is

responsible. The search for answers has gone on for over 40 years. Wanda's mother is keeping her story alive.

I'm Kylie Lowe and this is the story of Wanda Jean Mitchell told by her mother Sheila Siminoe on Dark Down East. We sat at Sheila's dining room table in the same house she's been in since

1977, the same house where her middle daughter Wanda Mitchell became a teenager.

She was a very good child, no problem. She'd be

machine-minded. Like to have fun. We had a few neighbor children, so she got had people to play with.

We moved to a farm and she was outdoors a lot and it was probably

probably tomboyish.

I was very, very tomboyish.

I could out do the boys and a lot of things.

She, believe it or not, was only happy when she was home.

When she was a baby, I took her out for the day.

She would be the fussiest thing until she got home.

And I either put her out a dressing table to change the diapers

got her into a crib and she'd be fine the rest of the day and I was just looking at

pictures this morning of her standing at her dressing table after we gotten home from a day with my

mother and she's saying on to the dressing table and standing up just as probably she could

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