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Alec's POV
I eventually found my way out of the woods, but on the side I started on. The car was still there, waiting to be used. I sighed and drove Funneh's car home, since I didn't have the car keys. Maura probably did. I turned on the radio. "Breaking news, two girls and boy were kidnapped by wanted criminals, Yandere and her unknown sidekick. They were found at there homes safe and sound one month ago, but police are only telling us now. Why did the police tell us so late? Will we ever catch Yandere and her mysterious sidekick?" A news announcer said. I jammed my finger into the CD button and there was a static noise, then a familiar voice. "I killed her. I didn't mean to, she stole from the shop, and I killed her. I tried to catch her without hurting her, but the car hit her. She's dead and I can't live with myself." It was Funneh's voice. Funneh killed Maura. I listened for more, but the static cut off and nothing else played. Funneh killed Maura. Sure it was an accident, but... I can't believe it. Eventually I pulled into Funneh's driveway, on the other side of the long street from the police station. Rushing inside, I went up to Funneh's room. I need to know more, I can't stop myself. I found her diary in the top drawer underneath piles of clothes in her dresser. It was a magic voice-recognizing diary. I hit e silver button and a robotic woman's voice said, "Please enter your password." Using my most Funneh-like voice as possible, I said, "Gold." "Password does not match. Please enter your password." "Blue." "Password does not match." An alarm mimicking sound played from the device. What would Funneh's password be?! I searched around her room for a slip of paper with passwords on it. I finally found a notebook paper that read, 'Computer password: GoawayGold IPhone password: 2488 Diary passord: Falec for life' Mu cheeks were warm. I snatched the diary again. "Please enter your password. Still using Funneh's voice, I repeated from the paper, "Falec for life." A girly music played as the top opened. Flipping through the pages of the notepad, I finally found a page titled, 'Incident?!' Beneath the title, the whole story was told.

                                                          'INCIDENT?!'
So, I as just doing my shift at Bling and Things, an old fashion store. I swear I wasn't involved with the murder on purpose. I just wanted the
lipstick back. A girl dressed in black and white walked into the shop. Maybe a year or two older than me. I greeted her and just did what I do everyday. Then a call came in, so of course I picked up. Chloe and Janis, my coworkers, were all in the back room, probably eating he chocolate donuts I brought in. Then I noticed the lady running out of the shop with different shoes on. I noticed one of the most expensive items in the store, the designer lipstick from the display in the back, in her purse. Even though I wasn't quite done with the call, I yelled and dropped the phone, which dangled from it's cord. I ran after her, of course. Then she went out into the street. I wasn't thinking. I followed her. I was so close to grabbing her arm when she jumped into the next lane. A big black car hit her. You may ask why I remember this in such detail. Well, I can't live with it. It keeps me up night, and in my happiest moments, I will remember it and my entire day will be ruined. I feel like a terrible person. And I cannot live with myself.

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