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I inhale harder. The temperature drops. My feet shake.

It is Saturday night; I am alone sitting on my chair, eating popcorns and watching television. I am busy watching some comedy shows when a headline flashes on it.

 I am alarm.

The news pictures out a dead body of a man that is totally chop in pieces. My whole body trembles in fear. That is so weird. I can see his fingers and arms separated from each other. Subsequently, I write in my notebook what is the frightening caption on the television.

CHOPPED BODY: UNSOLVE MURDER CASE.

 Friday, May 07, 2010

A man found dead in a wheat field near the police station. Police are now searching for killers. It was reported that there are three other missing bodies where in search by the F.B.I.

My brain is in dilemma because of the questions lingering in my mind. Who will chop a man’s body? Are meat sold out now in supermarkets? Why there is a need for them to kill people and totally chop their bodies in pieces? Is this a part of a government predicament? Why does this crime happen in just one day? It takes time to chop things like this.

The news prolongs for a couple of minutes. The investigation is still going on. Agents are in their areas for investigation now. Newly, the anchor adds some details for the report.

The F.B.I. is still in their hunt for the missing body. The recently found body was carried to the Manhattan State Laboratory. That was all for tonight’s news.

I change channels to find same current issue about that but that is the only network that have an evening session of their news.  How can I find more info about it? The crime is serious. This is not an ordinary story.  At first, I am too bore of listening news but when I heard this, all my dead cells are retain back. Once I am interest of it, I am addicted to it. What should I write first in my diary?

 Friday, May 07, 2010, 09:30 P.M.

The news frightens me. It was reported freshly about chop bodies found beside the police station. The killings happen maybe in past few days because the body smells foul already. There are no still factual reports that is pass by the agency. Police are now in waiting for the result of the autopsy. Outcome maybe expected tomorrow.

Is it tomorrow? I do not know if it is clearly detailed in the news. I need to calm myself first. I will wait for the time to come and never stress out myself. I stand up and switch off the TV because my eyes could not take it anymore.  I need to go snoozing now but wait, how about the letter to Mr. Franco. I need to finish it.

I hastily pick up my pen and blank white paper and start to write. What must I need to write here? I will tell him that I want some vacation to my grandparents there in Harrisburg. I will tell him that I am sick I need a rest for two months. It is quite long for a rest only. If it is possible, I will make a world tour for approximately two months. I will go to some parts of South America, Europe, Africa, Asia and Australia. I can visit the wild zoo in Madagascar. I can taste different dishes in Asia and I can shop new fashion wear in London. This might be great.

I start my letter with a nice smile. Then, I follow the heading down to its body. I watch my pocket if I have some extra money. I am just stun when I see that there is only three hundred dollars left in it. How can I travel if this is the entire amount I have? I will be just looking to the airplanes leaving me at the airport. This is not right. If only I can have a cash advance of my monthly salary, it will possibly fit the whole travel. I will immediately tell him honestly that I want to go home in Phoenix because my mom needs me. I assure that he will grant my request.