Three sisters found dead at campsite after vanishing with their dad

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It started like any other weekend. Three young sisters — Paityn, 9, Evelyn, 8, and Olivia, just 5 years old — were picked up by their father, Travis Decker, for what was supposed to be a brief, court-approved visit. Their mother, Whitney, had every reason to believe it would be a simple exchange. But hours passed, then a night — and suddenly, silence turned into dread.

By the time Monday afternoon arrived, the nightmare had deepened beyond anything imaginable. The girls were found dead, their small bodies discovered near Rock Island Campground in Wenatchee, Washington — a quiet, forested area nearly three hours from Seattle. Their father, 32-year-old Travis Decker, had vanished. Now, he’s the target of a nationwide manhunt.

Authorities believe that during that visit — one meant to last just three hours — Decker turned from father to fugitive. A military veteran with a history of mental health struggles, including a diagnosis of borderline personality disorder, he reportedly wasn’t taking his medication and had refused to comply with parenting plans that called for therapy and anger management.

Whitney had long voiced her fears in court filings. She described her daughters sleeping in tents, in trucks, even armories, and being left with strangers during past visits. Her concerns had been growing, especially after one of the girls returned with bruises and another called, crying, unable to find their father.

“I didn’t think he was dangerous,” Whitney said quietly in an interview. “His mental health can be hard sometimes, but he loved them.”

The love she believed in now seems twisted by the weight of what followed. Just 75 yards from where police located Decker’s truck, search teams found a horrifying scene: the bodies of all three girls, each with a plastic bag over her head and wrists bound by zip ties. Inside the truck, authorities found blankets, car seats, food — signs of what might have looked like a family camping trip. But also present were two bloody handprints and Decker’s wallet, left behind like an exclamation point to a brutal act.

With no sign of Decker nearby, the manhunt began. Local law enforcement, federal agencies, and even drones have been deployed across the rugged terrain of the Cascade Mountains. As the search widened, Chelan County charged Decker with three counts of aggravated first-degree murder and kidnapping. The arrest warrant holds no option for bail.

“Travis, if you’re listening,” Chelan County Sheriff Mike Morrison said at a press conference, his voice steely but tired, “this is your opportunity to turn yourself in. Do the right thing. We’re not going to rest.”

The community hasn’t either. By Tuesday evening, more than 300 mourners gathered in Wenatchee’s Memorial Park. Children released bubbles into the twilight as soft music drifted through the air. Handwritten notes from local kids were taped to tables, some barely legible, others heartbreakingly clear: “I’m so sorry. No one deserves what happened to you.”

Whitney, now thrust into unimaginable grief, has become a symbol of maternal strength and pain. A GoFundMe launched in her name has raised over $350,000, flooded with messages from strangers — all asking the same question: how could a father do this?

Travis Decker, who is described as 5’8” with black hair tied in a ponytail, remains on the run. Authorities say he has no fixed residence and may be hiding in campgrounds or motels. He was last seen in a light-colored shirt and dark shorts.

The public has been urged: do not approach him. Report any sightings. Stay alert.

As the sun set on Wenatchee, the vigil came to a quiet end. But the ache of what was lost lingers — three lives that should have stretched far beyond the woods where they were found. In a world scarred by stories of domestic heartbreak, the names Paityn, Evelyn, and Olivia now echo as both warning and prayer.

And as one voice at the vigil whispered into the still air, “Fly high, sweet girls.”