There are boxes everywhere. Things laying around... and it. The daisy's murderer, sitting on the floor... in my house.
In disgust i turn away to go up stairs, but i got stopped. It was crying. I saw it staring at me.. its eyes full of tears. I begin to laugh. How can it be crying? Haha! Such a thing is a disgrace. I snicker and take a step towards it... that was until i heard rapid foot steps coming towards us.
I back away and dart to the corner of the room, not wanting to be seen. Before i could get in the corner, hidden, a woman came and picked the beast up.
The woman, must be the murderers mother, looked around the room. Straight at me but her glace kept moving.
She didnt see me... and im only a few feet from her... i watched as the woman walked away with her spon. How did she not see me?
