The murder

Chapter : 11

#1 investigation place :

My lawn.

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Wearing my full net sleeved black short loose dress with my favorite long 3 necklaces , I walk down .
Ben wears a black top with ' I'm the man ' written on it and ripped black jeans .
He's leaning on the wall with the car key in his hands . He's looking down . And he looks amazingly hot , his curly hair falling on his face .
He looks up to see me .
" Wow. " He says.
I smile.
" Is that your fav word ? " I say , slipping my arm into his,
" It kinda defines you . Ur wow . So yeah , that's my favorite word . "

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" You don't need the car keys , Ben . " I say .
" U ain't going to school ? " He says.
I shake my head .
" It's time for investigation . " I say .

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We walk to our lawn . It take about 10 minutes to walk to the place Uncle Kyle was burnt.
I remember the place because I spent hours sitting there with Aunt Lucy ; Uncle Kyle's wife and mom's sister ; and her two kids , my cousins , Matt and Miranda .
U can still smell ash , or maybe that would be my imagination .
I sit there , legs in front of me . I touch the grass . It reminds me how amazing Uncle Kyle was . And then , it reminds me that dad , or mom , they never seemed actually sad they lost someone .
I never saw dad after Uncle Kyle died . He didn't even attend his funeral . He didn't attend his brothers funeral . And so dads and Uncle Kyle's eldest brother , Uncle Fred had to complete all the things .
I wasn't much close to Uncle Fred . I had seen him once , before the funeral . When I was born . I didn't even remember him . Uncle Fred was really bad . He earned money by wrong means .

" So here's where he was burned . Eh? " Ben says.
I look up at him .
" Yeah . "
He nods and rolls up his jeans to sit next to me .
I stand up after 5 minutes and start walking around the trees for no reason . Maybe because I was too attached to them .
Then my eye catches something .
Under my favorite tree ,
A patch of soil that seems as if it was dug . Not recently , because now there were not fully grown plants growing around it .
I kneel down and start digging it with my bare hands , soil entering my long nails .
After digging through a lot , something hard , but soft at the same time , something like paper enters my hand . My eyes widen as I start digging harder and I finally reach it .
A folded paper .
" Ben ! " I shout .
" Yes sweetheart ? " He says.
Sweetheart sounds amazing from his mouth but I don't have time to gush about it.
" A paper . " I say , breathless .
His eyes widen like me , and he sits next to me .
I unfold the paper and read it out aloud.

Dearest Jennifer ,
I write this letter to you on 23rd December , 2010 . This may be my last day . U may find this letter years later , or maybe today . And if you do find it today , it will be too late to save me . I will already be dead . If you find this letter years later , then maybe it is the right time to tell you this . I can only assume . I would not dare to give u this letter face-to-face . Because I believe right now - when ur just 12 , u are small to know all this . And plus , I do not have the time . Because any moment now , I will be found dead on your lawn . If I have already passed away , give Lucy and kids my love .Ah it's funny to write about ones own death . So anyways , I believe if your grown up , u might be knowing who killed me . Ur dad and mother . I do not exactly know why , but I did hear them talking about it . But them , I mean ur parents . Ur mother , Lucy's sister , is a lovely person . But ur dad , my brother , horrible . I hear he never earned money in the right way . He earns it by wrong means . Just the way Fred does . It is hard to believe me , but it is the truth . I do not know how I will die , but I will die happily , with a little bit of grieve that I died in the hands of my own brother and sister-in law . Ur father will probably run away after killing me , but I hear ur mother would kill me , as ur father could not be able to . I can only assume he's doing this because he lost in a game and lost much of money and now he's trying to run away . But I cannot figure out why he wants to kill me . Whatever it is , just remember , ur Uncle Kyle loves you a lot . I want you to believe in yourself , trust yourself . Investigate this case , my love . I believe u have lots of questions like me , and u need answers . But love , u will not find them without giving a price . Mine is to die , but urs is to find out , sweetheart . And when u find all the answers , share them with me . I'll be watching u from heaven ( Or hell . I do not know . ) It will be hard , but I am always with you . Give love to Lucy , Matt and Miranda .

Love ,
Ur Uncle Kyle.

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I kinda cried when I wrote this .

Btw , Nutella and popcorn taste amazing when mixed !

Love ,
__0Dreamer0__