Chapter 1 - The Notebook

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   I HATE THEM FOR THAT!!! OMG!!! WHY? I HATE! HATE! HATE!!! WASN'T THAT AN ACCIDENT? WHY? WHY HIM? I'M COMING AFTER THEM...

   I was so excited for my first day of school (but just because I got to see my best friend, Emma! She has been my best friend since kindergarten. She likes everything I like and we both love talking about criminal cases). She was waving at me when I arrived at school. She said:
   - I can see you're excited for another year in this hell.
   - Of course! Yahoo!!! (Ironically...)
   - How is your mum doing? Is she better?
   - No...she's not better, I'm afraid she needs to go back to the hospital...
   - Listen, I'm here if you need anything - She said with a big smile on her face.
   - I know! But now is not the time to talk about sad things. Let's get to the class so we can choose our seats before everyone else.
   We rushed to the classroom, decided our places together and prepared everything for our Philosophy class. It went really well actually (I love the first day of school because we get to say our names, ages and likes or deslikes one hundred times and learn NOTHING!) In our class there was a new girl named Caroline (The Electric), and two new boys: Sam (The Shy) and Robert (The Nerd).
   After Philosophy, we had two hours of Maths and then Physical Education. After a morning full of presentations, our class came to the canteen to have lunch.
   - Hey, you! You better start giving your lunch before I told it was you who entered the teacher's room. - Said David (also known as the mean bully).
   - What teacher's room? - I asked.
   - 3...
   - WHAT? That's not fair! - Said Emma.
   - 2... - Continued David.
   - Ok...Ok... Here it is! - I said while giving him my lunch.
   - Oh! And you better get out of this table because you are stinking so much that I can feel the taste of your smell. And it tastes like my grandma's puke! That's probably why nobody likes you.
   - HEY! - Screamed Emma, interrupting David. - That's not nice! Would you like me to tell you some truths?
   - Emma! Don't make things worse... I'm already leaving, and I am not that hungry too. - That was what I said, leaving the canteen, ready for the afternoon.
   The first day ended faster than I thought it would. I gave my farewells to Emma and we both followed different paths.
   When I arrived home... I couldn't believe my eyes... My mom... She was so pale...
   - Mother! Are you ok?
   - Sweetheart, I think I'm dying... - She said.
   - No mom!!! Don't say stuff like that! I'm here with you... - Said Oliver with tears drowning his eyes.
   - Listen, I gotta tell you something that I've been hiding from you for so much time...
   - W-What is it? You said we weren't supposed to hide stuff from each other...
   - Have you heard about "The order of Silence"? - She asked.
   - No, but listen! I'm going to call an ambulance and you will be ok.
   - There's no time for the ambulance, I only have a few minutes...
   I crouched while looking at my mother's eyes.
   - Your father's accident, it wasn't what I told you... It was them, The Order of Silence! They discovered your father was investigating them. Something sound strange about the accident, so I decided to investigate the case. One day, when I came home, I saw a black notebook in my purse. It is the small notebook in my bedroom's desk. Inside of it there was written "If you tell anyone about your husband's murder or this notebook, I will make sure the last thing you see will be me.". I'm telling you this because I am already dying anyways... But don't commit the same mistake as me and your father... Don't let them know who you are... Investigate them but with safety.
   I didn't knew what to do... I was paralyzed... I HATE THEM FOR THAT!!! OMG!!! WHY? I HATE! HATE! HATE!!! WASN'T THAT AN ACCIDENT? WHY? WHY HIM? IM COMING AFTER THEM...THE ORDER OF SILENCE.
   I started running to my mother's bedroom so I could get the notebook but when I came back, she was already a soul... And I was left alone... Without mother... Without father... Without anyone... but myself.
   I left my house only with my notebook, with the intention of going to the dangerous street in the region. I stayed at the door of a building and waited for someone to open the door. After not much time, an old lady opened it and I went to directly to the roof.

"I'M GOING TO MEET MY PARENTS"
"I'M GOING TO GIVE UP ON EVERYTHING."
"I'M GOING TO JUMP"
Voices were filling my brain
"DAY 17 OF SEPTEMBER, MY DEATH"
"GOODBYE EMMA, I HOPE YOU FIND A NEW FRIEND"
"I'M GOING TO JUMP, RIGHT?"
I couldn't believe anything...
"HOW FUNNY, I'M NOT EVEN BRAVE ENOUGH TO JUMP"
"JUMP! JUMP! JUMP!!!"
"I DON'T DESERVE THIS WORLD!"

I jumped.
Why is my tummy hurting...
Am I fainting?
Good! I won't feel the pain...
I hope someone discovers this mystery for me.
Goodbye, World.

Oliver Mathews,
Monday, 16th September, 18:34 pm.

P.S.: Don't forget to enjoy life with your loved ones, they might be gone someday, when you can't do anything else... And as hard as the situation might seem, don't give up yet, something good might be coming!

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