I remember that day.
I was eleven.
I was wearing my pinkish-red shirt and blue jeans. I was around my friend house when the priest and the police knocked on the door, and I had to go home. My friend didn't talk to me for about a month, I was lonely. My friend moved out, I hadn't seen him for another few months.
I was in the house alone. Someone knocked on the door, and I bearly heard it. My father answered the door, to my surprise, it was my friend, but he was panicking. I heard him say something, then he came running in the stairs and into my bedroom.
Then I started to bleed. His eyes were blood red. "YOU DID THIS!" He screamed. "I DID WHAT??" I tried to shout, he had the sword to my neck, so it was quite hard. "YOU KILLED HIM! YOU'LL PAY!" He Screached as he started to cut the blade into my flesh. "GET OFF ME, WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?" The blade started to cut in to the open space that was 'the swallowing part' of your the human body. So I cried. Cried as loud as I could. No-one heard me.
Then I woke up.
It had all blacked out...
I looked around, fearing he could be behind me, and cut my head off, or worse, but my neck had the scratch that now felt like a gash. I looked in the mirror. I had blood smeared on my cheek. Then. Something happened and it made my vision become blurry.
"I'm sorry!" Something screamed, It was not from any surroundings, though.
"I won't hurt you again!"
I got startled, I ran downstairs. But the next thing was the thing that got me here.
My mom, dad, and friend were on the sofas.
Plastic bags over their heads.
Ropes tied around their hands.
That's what got me here. I clung to the bars. The other inmates have said that I am a 'disgrace' and others say that they think I did not do anything. People have rioted, people have shouted my name as they parade down streets with the sign 'FREE THE GIRL!' but none have considered.
"Faren?" "Faren!" Shouted a voice. I opened my eyes, I was in a new cell. In.. the police department? I ran to the bars as soon as I jumped off my rickety bed. "Officer? Why am I here?" I asked. "Red, you studied a lot on 'mysterious deaths' in school, didn't you? You apparently talked about them a lot," The officer asked, she looked more like a detective. "Y-Yes, ma'am, I did. Why?" I replied, "We have seen some murders around the area lately. We would like you to help, You have been very good in prison, and we understand what you did was uncontrolled by your soul, so we would like you to be an apprentice of the lead detective," "R-Really? Thank you so much.." I thanked. "You will also be put up for adoption and tell the adoption center nothing about what you have done, so do not worry, but that is ONLY if you complete this task"
"Sign me up!" I smiled. How hard could it be?
Next time:
Red visits the crime scene of the first murdered victim, no clues, no finger prints, but the victim may have a suspicious secret..
People in the story now:
Me
People going to BE in the story:
@DiamondMinerMC (He is.. ye so the @ thing won't work or somthin)
@KonaGeo
@Meepy <3
@AmazeAiden
I was eleven.
I was wearing my pinkish-red shirt and blue jeans. I was around my friend house when the priest and the police knocked on the door, and I had to go home. My friend didn't talk to me for about a month, I was lonely. My friend moved out, I hadn't seen him for another few months.
I was in the house alone. Someone knocked on the door, and I bearly heard it. My father answered the door, to my surprise, it was my friend, but he was panicking. I heard him say something, then he came running in the stairs and into my bedroom.
Then I started to bleed. His eyes were blood red. "YOU DID THIS!" He screamed. "I DID WHAT??" I tried to shout, he had the sword to my neck, so it was quite hard. "YOU KILLED HIM! YOU'LL PAY!" He Screached as he started to cut the blade into my flesh. "GET OFF ME, WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?" The blade started to cut in to the open space that was 'the swallowing part' of your the human body. So I cried. Cried as loud as I could. No-one heard me.
Then I woke up.
It had all blacked out...
I looked around, fearing he could be behind me, and cut my head off, or worse, but my neck had the scratch that now felt like a gash. I looked in the mirror. I had blood smeared on my cheek. Then. Something happened and it made my vision become blurry.
"I'm sorry!" Something screamed, It was not from any surroundings, though.
"I won't hurt you again!"
I got startled, I ran downstairs. But the next thing was the thing that got me here.
My mom, dad, and friend were on the sofas.
Plastic bags over their heads.
Ropes tied around their hands.
That's what got me here. I clung to the bars. The other inmates have said that I am a 'disgrace' and others say that they think I did not do anything. People have rioted, people have shouted my name as they parade down streets with the sign 'FREE THE GIRL!' but none have considered.
"Faren?" "Faren!" Shouted a voice. I opened my eyes, I was in a new cell. In.. the police department? I ran to the bars as soon as I jumped off my rickety bed. "Officer? Why am I here?" I asked. "Red, you studied a lot on 'mysterious deaths' in school, didn't you? You apparently talked about them a lot," The officer asked, she looked more like a detective. "Y-Yes, ma'am, I did. Why?" I replied, "We have seen some murders around the area lately. We would like you to help, You have been very good in prison, and we understand what you did was uncontrolled by your soul, so we would like you to be an apprentice of the lead detective," "R-Really? Thank you so much.." I thanked. "You will also be put up for adoption and tell the adoption center nothing about what you have done, so do not worry, but that is ONLY if you complete this task"
"Sign me up!" I smiled. How hard could it be?
Next time:
Red visits the crime scene of the first murdered victim, no clues, no finger prints, but the victim may have a suspicious secret..
People in the story now:
Me
People going to BE in the story:
@DiamondMinerMC (He is.. ye so the @ thing won't work or somthin)
@KonaGeo
@Meepy <3
@AmazeAiden
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