A young 14-year-old boy is accused of a murder that took place one night. He has no clue of his name. More trouble will arise as he knows exactly what happened that horrifying night. Strange figures are after him. Why are they after him? And what ki...
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"Where is he!?" Joyce had said to herself. She then looks all around the three rooms on the top floor. The boy wasn't in any of those rooms. She proceeds to walk downstairs. As she makes it to the bottom, she looks for the boy in the kitchen. Only to find him there holding a knife. He was just about to cut something.
Joyce couldn't see what it was clearly and out of fear she said, "Wait! Don't!" The boy stops and asks, "What's the matter, Joyce?" Joyce was half awake, she rubs her eyes to clear her vision. As her vision clears up, she notices that the boy was just about to cut some onions.
"Wait, I thought you were going to-" Joyce pauses her last words. "You thought I was going to what Joyce?" The boy asks. "Never mind," Joyce said. The boy proceeds to say, "Oh okay. Well, I forgot to mention I made some breakfast. I'm just finishing this last meal here. There's pancakes, sausages, eggs, bacon, bagels, French toast, waffles, grilled cheese, and some orange juice. I'm barely finishing up an omelet for your grandmother. I'm just waiting for her to wake up so we can all enjoy our food."
"Wow, that's a lot of food, but thank you. Hmm... If we don't finish it we can give it to my neighbors here close by. An act of pure kindness. I love being kind. I never want to be sad ever again, ever since-"
Joyce's grandmother had finally awoken. She yawns, then speaks, "What's going on here? It smells good." The boy says, "Good morning ma'am." Joyce's grandmother interrupts "Oh! please, call me Nana." "All right Nana. I made some food for all of you. Just trying to be sweet is all," the boy says while giving a big smile.
"Why thank you," Nana said. They all have some breakfast, talk, have a few laughs. Afterward, Joyce says to the boy, "All right! Now let's go to my favorite place. It's 9:30 A.M. We should head on now to have the whole day to ourselves." "All right, let's go. I'm so excited!" The boy says.
Nana tells them, "All right then children, don't be out too late. Have fun." "We will! Thanks, grandma," Joyce says, while she was holding a picnic basket for her and the boy to eat afterward.
They proceed to walk to a nearby forest. As Joyce had said before, there were trees for shade and a beautiful lake. The boy could not believe his eyes. It looked like paradise. They then sit down and enjoy the view for a while. The boy then says to Joyce, "Hey, when I woke up this morning and got out of your room... I looked around and noticed that there are three rooms. And today in the early morning you said that you never wanted to be sad. What did you mean by saying that?"
Joyce sighs and says, "Well the other room was my brother's." "What happened to him?" The boy asks. Joyce says, "Hey, I really don't want to talk about it. Let's just enjoy this day. Please!" "You're right. I'm sorry Joyce."
The boy proceeds to go up the lake and manages to grab a tiny fish. He then calls for Joyce to look at it. Joyce says, "Wow that little fish is so cute." After he puts the fish back into the lake, he then throws a little water at Joyce. Joyce then throws water at him too. After they had their fun with water, they play around like little kids. They were rolling down the grass, playing hide and seek behind the trees, and so on.
