Janna.
It's been a day, since I met up with Wilbur. Today we were going to meet up at the police station and we were going to tell the police about Nate Walker and Kate Williams. I don't care, if our families are going to pay 50 thousand dollars to Nate's family, , when we lose the trial, because of Nate's professional lawyer. Me and Wilbur... We just want justice for our friend, sister Rachel.Rachel's parents would've wanted justice for their daughter. They'd want her killer to serve their whole lives in prison. We'd want them to serve their whole lives in prison. I wasn't going to tell Wilbur, that I have a ghost of his sister in my room. Wilbur doesn't believe in ghosts. If he only knew, what I knew... all I know was he wasn't going to look the same at me ever again.It was miserable, hiding all this. Lying to my friend, it was miserable obviously. I knew she was dead, but I didn't know, where was her corpse lying. If she was dead, then I had to find her body. To set her soul free. I don't know how this soul freeing thing works, but from what I learned in movies... I had to find the source also get revenge on her killer, which is obviously Nate Walker.
That egoistical, rich bastard. I hate him so much, that I wanna murder him so bad.
I woke up at 6 am. Then I quietly went inside the kitchen and I took my usual breakfast. Apple juice with ice in it and my fav food, lasania. My mother wouldn't let me eat lasania for breakfast, since she claimed it wouldn't be good for me, but I didn't care anyway. It was my usual breakfast. I always made microwaved lasania, since I haven't been taught properly, how to cook? Microwaved things have always been a easy thing for me to do. I even made a microwaved cake. I put it in the microwave for 5 minutes and bam!
It was done. The cake was delicious this, but my brothers have been sick after eating the cake. Oh right! They're lactose intolerant, while I'm not lactose intolerant. Although, I'm still allergic to garlic. After I packed my breakfast in my bag, I quietly left my house and went all the way to the police station. I catched the bus, which was heading to the police station. Also today, there was a traffic jam, which was a huge con. But they were always cons, while living in a small town. A few minutes later, I stopped at the police station, where I met Wilbur.
-Hey Wilbur-I told my bestie
-Oh hey Janna, what's up?-Wilbur asked me
-Nothing special. Sorry I'm a bit late, but there was this huge traffic jam and you know-I told him
-Traffic jams are the absolute worst. Wonder why was there a traffic jam, at 7 am?-Wilbur asked me, with a concerned voice
-Probably because they're going to work, obviously-I sighed
-Makes sense. Are you ready to tell the police about Nate Walker and Kate?-Wilbur asked me
Was I ready for telling the police about these two bastards?
Well, obviously. I was ready.
But what wasn't I ready for?
I wasn't ready for our theories being rejected by the police. But obviously, it had to happen, because my police's the dumbest police you have ever seen in my town.
-I'm sorry kids, what you said was absolute bullshit- the chief said
-Absolute bullshit? Tell that to Rachel, who might be dead-Wilbur told the chief, as he started breaking down
-Can we at least find proof, if you don't believe us?-I asked the chief
-Blaming Nate Walker is the worst thing you could've done in your entire life-he told us
-You know what. We don't need your help finding Rachel. We can find her ourselves. And this time, we're finding proof. On our own. Understand, Mr. Chief?-I asked the Chief
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Rachel Greene: The Girl, who had an Impact
Misteri / Thrillermy first finished book. I started writing this, when I was in 8th grade, and I ended writing it at freshman year. Warning: most of the book was written, when I was at school, meaning some stuff wasn't really researched (or was it?). And it may or ma...
