Chapter 8

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POV Hannah

It's April 28 2014 a Monday it's been a couple weeks since my argument with Spencer. I found a few clues on my own I'm currently going to get one right now. It's at the place where we use to go skating...the pond. It took me 20 minutes to walk there. Where the water was is dried up so I walk down there. I look through bushes and piles of fallen branches.

I look up in frustration and walk under the bridge. I see a blank piece of paper in the corner on the bridge. That's it, that's the clue. How will I get it, the pond wasn't this deep years ago. That's probably how dad got it up there. I'll have to go on the bridge and lean over the railings even though it's dangerous.

Up there on the bridge, I look down. I start to lean over the bridge keeping my hands steady on the bridge walls so I don't slip. I work my way down the bridge, I'm so close to getting the note. If I go further down though I probably fall. I still keep going, it's for my dad. My finger tips graze the paper, just a little further I tell myself. I grab the paper but fall off the bridge. I let out an ear piercing scream.

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