Chapter 2

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When the ambulance and the police and the fire truck all got to the house they put some of his blood in a test tobe and but it in his lether jacket pocket. They put "Crime a sence" tape all in front of the house. I think it's for people to know that a crime happened but I don't know. My mom (named Rachel) looked so sad. She was crying so hard there could be a river on the front porch. She is trying to get in but they are not letting her in. "Why can't I go in my home to see my son one last time?" She said crying her head off. "Because mam we can not let just any people in, the detectives need to do what they need to do to find out who killed your son, now please let them be alone." "Can I see them when their all done?" She asked "yes I will let you know when they are all done, what is your name and whats your phone number?" "My name is Rachel my phone number is 415 095 6743." She said as he was copying it down. "Becca!" Rachel said very happy! I was thinking "It's not like I'm famous or nothing." "Hey mom" I said very clam. "Do you know anything about this?" I asked comfuzed "Why didnt you ride the bus home like you were sappossed to, did you miss it?" "No mom I went some where to cool off you know and I came home and saw him lying there on the ground dead." " Yes honey I do know, where were you? You were sappossed to ride the bus home with your brother." My mom said "A friend took me home." I said acting like nothing ever happened "Okay as long as your safe" She said.

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