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A boy tried to kill himself by jumping from a highway bridge. He killed someone else instead.

A boy tried to kill himself by jumping from a highway bridge. He killed someone else instead.

By Jessica Contrera | The Washington Submit

There was no method she might have seen him, the boy on the bridge.

Marisa Harris was driving her Ford Escape down a Northern Virginia highway, heading house after a peaceable afternoon hike at Burke Lake within the state’s Fairfax County..

Her boyfriend, Perry Muth, was stretched out within the passenger seat as they cruised east on Interstate 66 towards the bridge, an overpass suspended throughout the busy highway.

It was October 2017, their first fall since graduating from school. She was in graduate faculty, and he was working at a nonprofit group for veterans. They spent Saturdays collectively.

It was a time without work for the boy on the bridge, too, however from Thoreau Center Faculty within the Virginia county. He was in seventh grade, in a constructing with almost 1,000 college students, the place for the primary time he had a brief blue locker he had to discover between courses and extra homework than ever earlier than. He lived in a cramped Fairfax County condo simply a 15-minute stroll from the Cedar Lane overpass.

Marisa, 22, was on her approach to spend one other night with Perry, watching Season 2 of “Stranger Things” and learning. She was all the time learning. She had a plan: earn her grasp’s diploma in medical mental-health counseling and turn into a youngster psychologist.

She’d be becoming a member of the sector at a time when the variety of youngsters hospitalized for considering of or making an attempt to kill themselves has greater than doubled prior to now decade, even for teenagers beneath the age of 14. The boy on the bridge was 12.

What led him there would all the time be a thriller to Marisa’s household, even after police and prosecutors got here to their conclusions. There was no fence on the a part of the bridge he’d reached. There was a pedestrian sidewalk, and beside it, a three-foot, two-inch-tall guardrail. However there was nothing to cease the boy from climbing over it.

And nothing to cease him from jumping – simply as Marisa’s automotive reached the spot under.

The view on Virginia’s Interstate 66 on the Cedar Lane overpass, the place a boy went over the brief railing and crashed into the automotive Marisa Harris was driving. MUST CREDIT: Washington Submit photograph by Michael S. Williamson 

An hour later, her mother and father have been accelerating down the highway, too, determined to attain Virginia’s Inova Fairfax Hospital. Marisa was their solely youngster, their brown-haired, dark-eyed daughter, who laughed at scary films, who baked cheddar biscuits 3 times greater than those at Purple Lobster, who volunteered with youngsters who bit her and pulled her hair, then got here residence speaking about how a lot she needed to assist them.

Her mother and father knew solely that there had been an accident, which later, wouldn’t appear to be the fitting phrase for it in any respect.

On the hospital, the 12-year-old was being handled for life-threatening accidents within the ER. His household, who didn’t reply to repeated requests to take part on this story, would quickly learn how they have been prompted.

Behind one other door, Perry, who was by some means unhurt, pleaded with a police officer for details about Marisa.

“What’s going on? Is she okay?” he requested. “Just tell me she is breathing. Just tell me something.”

Marisa Harris throughout her first semester at Towson College in 2013. Harris, 22, of Olney, Md., was killed on I-66 when a 12-year-old boy crashed by way of her automotive in October 2017. (Household photograph) 

Marisa was introduced to the hospital, too, he’d been informed. Perry, 22, had frantically referred to as his mom and Marisa’s mom, telling each to come instantly.

He couldn’t clarify what occurred. That they had been on the highway, about to emerge from beneath an overpass. It felt to Perry as if he had blinked, closing his eyes for simply a fraction of a second, and when he opened them, all the things was incorrect.

The SUV was like a convertible. Glass from the windshield was all over the place. The roof was partially collapsed in. The highest half of the steering wheel had snapped off.

Behind it, the place Marisa ought to have been, was a boy, coated in blood, with a bone protruding the place it shouldn’t have been. Police would later conclude that he had been making an attempt to kill himself. Now he was observing Perry, terrified.

Marisa, Perry all of a sudden realized, was beneath the boy. Her seat had been knocked flat again. Her eyes have been closed. Perry shook her, making an attempt to wake her. Nothing.

The automotive, which had been going 55 miles per hour, was nonetheless hurtling down I-66.

“I reached over to grab one of her legs and tried to put it on the brake,” he would keep in mind later. “Then I was like, okay this isn’t going to work, so I grabbed the steering wheel. I waited for a long, straight stretch, and I just rammed it into the Jersey wall.”

“Just tell me she is breathing. Just tell me something.”
 – Perry Muth, Marisa Harris’s boyfriend

The remaining occurred quick. Pushing himself out the passenger aspect door. Waving for assist. Strangers telling him to settle down. A firefighter main him to an ambulance. He was put into a ready room and advised, “When we can update you, you’ll know.” Then the minutes turned agonizingly sluggish.

After an hour and a half, Perry grew livid and began to yell. The officer with him despatched for an additional officer, whose job it appeared to be to inform him: “Okay. Yes. So. She has died.”

Someday after the dizziness and the black spots in entrance of his eyes, after feeling that he would vomit or cross out, or each, he was moved into a totally different room, one with tiny tables and tiny chairs. A room for youngsters. His telephone buzzed.

A textual content from Marisa’s mother and father: “We just pulled up. Coming in now.”

A state trooper was ready to speak to them. From the place Perry sat, he might hear Marisa’s mom begin to scream.

Perry Muth sits with Marisa’s mother and father, Leigh Miller and Patrick Harris, and their canine, Max. (Marvin Joseph/The Washington Publish) 

That is what Leigh Miller and Patrick Harris keep in mind being informed: The 12-year-old who crashed by means of your daughter’s windshield is alive. As a result of he’s a minor, that’s all we will say.

Marisa was not on the hospital, it turned out. She’d died on the highway. There was nothing to do, the couple discovered, however go residence to the Olney, Maryland, townhouse the place they raised Marisa, and face all that got here subsequent:

– Speaking to reporters, because the story of such a weird crash unfold from native studies to sensational tabloids, Individuals journal and viral information websites in dozens of languages.

– Fielding messages from strangerswho needed to ship them cash and establishing a fund for the Nationwide Alliance on Psychological Sickness.

– Amassing Marisa’s private gadgets from her totaled automotive. Jumper cables. Flashlight. The emergency package that they had given her in order that she can be protected on the street.

– Gathering photographs, every a reminiscence of who she had grow to be: Right here was Marisa mirrored in her bed room mirror, from these center faculty days once they frightened about the best way she was bullied by different women. Right here was Marisa at a Nanticoke Lenni-Lenape tribe powwow, from the highschool years when she started to embrace her Native American heritage and her center identify, Wenona. And right here was Marisa at Maryland’s Towson College, the place she met Perry, the primary and final boyfriend she’d convey residence to meet her mother and father. And right here was Marisa in Guanajuato, Mexico, volunteering on the home violence shelter the place she determined she was going to pursue a profession working with traumatized youngsters.

Leigh Miller, left, together with her sister, Sara Miller Fuller, and daughter, Marisa, at a Nanticoke Lenni-Lenape tribe powwow in 2010. (Household photographs) 

“It is never too late for someone to seek services that help them improve their mental well-being, but working with children allows the healing process to begin earlier,” Marisa wrote in her software to Marymount College’s graduate program.

A lot life in her 22 years, and by some means her finish might nonetheless be lowered to a five-page crash report, despatched to her mother and father by police about a month after her demise. To categorize the collision, the state trooper might select from 20 temporary descriptions. He picked “other.”

Marisa Harris and Perry Muth in Previous City Alexandria in August 2016. Perry was a passenger within the automotive in the course of the crash. (Household pictures) 

A diagram indicated that the boy was dealing with east when he jumped, the identical course that Marisa’s automotive was heading when it emerged from beneath the bridge. He fell slightly below 17 ft. The physics of it – his weight, the velocity at which he fell, the distribution of pressure that left solely one in every of them alive – was not defined. Marisa’s dying certificates stated “blunt force trauma.” Her mom had come to name it “the laws of gravity.”

“I see how it happened,” she stated.

“I try not to,” her father stated.

On the final web page of the report was the identify of the boy on the bridge, described as “Pedestrian #1.” When Leigh and Patrick returned to work – she as a buying supervisor at Edison Electrical Institute, he as an operations supervisor in video providers at Gallaudet College – individuals requested concerning the boy. Had his household reached out? Was the prosecutor going to press fees?

“Is he getting help now? Is he in treatment? Or did they just do the bare minimum and then just put him right back in school?”
– Leigh Miller, Marisa Harris’s mom

However after the crash report, Marisa’s mother and father stopped listening to from Virginia State Police. What they knew concerning the boy got here solely from previous photographs on his mom’s personal Fb and Instagram pages, a few of which Leigh might see. Right here was the boy on the bridge, brown-haired and dark-eyed, standing beside his sisters. In a single photograph, his mom’s arm was wrapped round him. He seemed as if he was nearly to giggle.

Leigh apprehensive about this youngster, as Marisa would have.

“Is he getting help now?” she would ask many times within the coming months. “Is he in treatment? Or did they just do the bare minimum and then just put him right back in school?”

That is what she didn’t know: When a 12-year-old tries to die, and doesn’t, what occurs to him subsequent?

The 12-year-old boy who crashed into Marisa’s automotive attended Thoreau Center Faculty in Vienna, Va. (Michael S. Williamson/The Washington Publish) 

However at Thoreau Center Faculty in Vienna, Virginia, it wasn’t in any respect clear that the boy on the bridge had meant to kill himself.

Information reviews recognized him solely as a Thoreau scholar. However on the Snapchat and Instagram accounts of preteens throughout Northern Virginia, his identify was spreading quick. The boy’s classmates posted folded hand emoji beside messages encouraging one another to #pray for him.

Their faculty was the type that oldsters transfer to be close to: low poverty fee, excessive check scores and a difficult curriculum. For the 475 seventh-graders within the boy’s class, that meant studying about cell mitosis, calculating linear equations and studying “The Giver.”

Their curriculum additionally consists of in depth discussions about psychological well being. What as soon as may need been relegated to a lesson or two has burgeoned into rigorous preventive plan: College students are taught the indicators, signs and stigma of melancholy. They’re screened for mental-health points. Their mother and father have entry to coaching on how to look ahead to indicators of misery in youngsters. They will textual content a 24-hour disaster line that may instantly determine them as Fairfax public faculty college students.

Prevention efforts like these are showing in faculties throughout the nation, fueled by social media pressures, grueling educational expectations and a suicide fee for teenagers ages 10 to 19 that has been steadily rising since 2007.

Within the Washington suburbs, there was a number of high-profile scholar suicides almost yearly for the previous decade. Soccer gamers. AP college students. Boy Scouts. At W.T. Woodson Excessive Faculty, situated simply 5 miles from Thoreau Center, seven college students have died by suicide since 2011.

In response, Virgina’s Fairfax County opened up a same-day walk-in mental-health clinic for teens. It started coaching librarians, firefighters and church group leaders on warning indicators and what to do about them. The varsity system created an annual mental-health and wellness convention, touting periods on “mindfulness” and “self-care” and “fostering resilience.”

And but, when confronted with a actual, high-profile mental-health disaster with lethal penalties, the Fairfax group was, at the least publicly, circumspect.

The varsity system despatched its center and highschool principals a letter they might share with mother and father however didn’t require them to achieve this, a spokesman stated.

“The safety and well-being of our students are always our primary concerns,” the letter stated. “In light of events locally in the news, I would also like to take a moment to acknowledge our students and thank them for the many ways that they are actively caring for one another and looking out for each other’s safety and best interest. In any crisis situation, students experience a variety of reactions at different times, some requiring very little support and others requiring much more. It’s important to know that resources and support are available.”

The spokesman wouldn’t say whether or not Thoreau Center Faculty Principal Yusef Azimi despatched the letter, and Azimi declined to talk about the varsity’s response. Past the letter, no different Fairfax official, together with the superintendent and faculty board members, made any public point out of what occurred.

In accordance to final yr’s president of the Thoreau Dad or mum-Instructor Affiliation, that they had good purpose not to: The boy, she stated, had not jumped from the bridge.

Beth Bradford Eachus stated Azimi knowledgeable her that the boy’s fall was not a suicide try.

“The family and the young man both said it was an accident,” Eachus stated. “And that is the school’s opinion.”

Media accounts that the boy was making an attempt to kill himself, she stated, have been “additionally devastating” to his household.

The Cedar Lane overpass is fenced solely the place Metro trains run beneath it. The guardrail that runs alongside the remainder of the bridge is three ft, two inches tall. (Michael S. Williamson/The Washington Submit) 

What occurred, she stated, was that the boy was driving his bike throughout the overpass when he dropped his cellphone. He reached down to decide it up and flipped over the guardrail.

This denial was relayed to the boy’s classmates, who had spent the weekend beneath the impression that he had tried to take his personal life. One then-seventh-grader, who spoke to The Washingto Publish together with his father or mother’s permission, described discussing the boy’s suicide try with pals on the Monday after the incident.

However then a instructor informed his class that the boy merely “fell” onto the street and was hit by a automotive.

This model of occasions is just not supported by the Virginia State Police or Commonwealth’s Lawyer Raymond Morrogh, Fairfax County’s lead prosecutor.

A state police spokeswoman declined to reply questions concerning the specifics of the incident, however she stated it’s nonetheless being handled as a suicide try.

Morrogh shortly concluded that no crime had occurred; he wouldn’t press expenses towards the 12-year-old. Nonetheless, he stated he felt obliged to discover out what drove the boy to the bridge.

“We wanted to make sure someone was not molesting this child or bullying this child,” Morrogh stated. “If there was anyone down the stream who was somehow at fault, on behalf of the victim in the case, we wanted to find out.”

However the boy’s household wouldn’t permit him to be interviewed. The prosecutor suspected his kin have been simply being protecting. He couldn’t compel them to reply questions or search mental-health remedy for the boy. Investigators did get hold of search warrants for the 12-year-old’s cellphone and pc.

They discovered no solutions.

“There just wasn’t anything there,” Morrogh stated. By February, his workplace felt it had executed every little thing it might.

A few months after the boy jumped, he returned to faculty. He was on crutches. However his classmate stated nobody introduced up his accidents or how he’d gotten them.

“It was like nothing even happened,” the scholar stated.

The final photograph on Marisa’s telephone is from her hike at Burke Lake, taken at three:32 p.m. on Oct. 28, 2017. (Household photograph) 

One other brisk fall weekend, one other day good for climbing. On Oct. 28, 2018, the primary anniversary of Marisa’s demise, her mother and father and boyfriend considered going to Burke Lake, the place she had spent her final afternoon. The lake’s serene waters and color-changing timber have been the final image she took on her telephone.

A portray of the photograph now hangs in her mother and father’ front room. However they’ve by no means visited the place, and determined not to go on this present day, both. As an alternative, her mom invited Perry over to watch the Ravens recreation.

For a whereas, Marisa’s boyfriend had to drive down I-66 beneath the Cedar Lane overpass daily to get to work. No further fencing has been added. The Virginia Division of Transportation plans to substitute the overpass earlier than the top of 2022, and the brand new bridge will embrace an eight-foot fence on both sides.

Perry moved to Alexandria, Virngia, permitting him to keep away from the overpass – a method of coping in a yr the place that they had all tried to work out how. Marisa’s father made a 15-minute slide present of images of Marisa, then refused to watch it. Her mom watched it continually.

Leigh Miller had shaped a behavior of looking on-line for inspirational quotes to get her by means of the day. On the anniversary of Marisa’s dying, she selected, “Put it to the stars and let it go.”

That was what she had tried to do every day, whilst she stored leaving messages for the Fairfax police and Virginia State Police. She hadn’t acquired an replace on the investigation because the crash report, and within the month earlier than the anniversary, she had began asking for one.

She didn’t know whether or not the case was closed. She didn’t know that the prosecutor had already determined not to press expenses. She discovered herself continually worrying about why the boy had jumped. Did he know that, in making an attempt to kill himself, he had killed someone else?

After greater than a month of leaving messages, Leigh acquired a name from the state trooper in command of the case the week earlier than Thanksgiving. He advised her the investigation was not over but, she stated. He provided her no indication of when it will be. He made it sound – falsely, she would study later – that the commonwealth’s lawyer had but to even take a look at the case.

Two days later, the trooper despatched her a brief e-mail: he’d discovered that a reporter had already spoken with the commonwealth’s lawyer. Solely then did he inform her that the state wouldn’t be urgent expenses towards the 12-year-old.

“This whole process, it has felt like we were an afterthought,” Leigh stated. “We weren’t looking for charges to be brought. We didn’t want that. But it would have been nice to know. What’s the harm in telling us if you have made that decision?”

Marisa and her canine, Max, throughout Christmas in 2016. (Household photograph) 

As Christmas approached, she started to understand that her solely replace on the boy could be a photograph his mom briefly posted on Instagram earlier this yr.

It’s gone now, however Leigh saved a display shot of it to her pc.

In it, the boy sat at a desk in a black V-neck T-shirt, his expression someplace between a smile and grimace. Behind him, a pair of crutches leaned towards the wall beside golden helium balloons. A frosted cake was on the desk, topped with two candles within the form of the quantity 13.

Right here was the boy from the bridge, dwelling to see one other yr.

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The Washington Publish’s Samantha Schmidt and Julie Tate contributed to this report.