Things seem strange to me. Not always can truth be seen. Not always what you see is true.
Sometimes it is just better to quit. But it is not exactly my thing. Maybe it is not my age to poke my nose in such matters. But like every time there is that damn starting point for which you are filled with a remorse. It was like everyday but I wish that day would never exist. More specifically the night that I wish should have never existed.
But let me start from the beginning.
It was a quite sunny morning and the weather was a bit cold out there. The temperature was low but the heater wasn't making me feel so. I stepped out of my bed holding my favorite jacket in hand thinking about whether I should wear it or not. With a thought that I couldn't uphold the cold which would subsequently cause a ban on ice-creams, I wore it. I took a hot water shower and with the completion of my daily dawn routine, I left the apartment on the way to my bus stop.
I am Dustin Roger. A 15 years old guy who believes not in settling in life but living it. I am soon going to become a living proof of no matter how good you want your life to be, there are just some bad things waiting for you. I live at Basalt Street, New York where you can hardly see 10 people at once on the street unlike the rest of the city. I study in Basalt high school, the most successful school of the area where it is the only one. My father runs the biggest supermarket of the town and my mother is a superstitious housewife. She usually gives me lectures on how to live a successful life and to concentrate on your studies. I have a twin sister Lucy Roger who loves to read books and play basketball. She is quite focused about her future. Mind that last statement was just a sarcasm. My friends call me hawk, i pretty much don't no why. So that's much for a introduction. Things are still to come. Because I am about to tell you a tale that changed our lives forever. We are never going to be what we were earlier. So get ready. Grab some coffee, buns and beans and be prepared because i am about to tell you the story of my life and more particularly why it was what it was, hell.
I reached my bus stop eating a cheese sandwich. But the worst thing was the addition of capsicum in a cheese sandwich which of course only my creative mother would do. There standing was my friend Charlie, a serious pimple faced boy who always spoke with a boring dull expression and widely open dry lips. He said, " You have forgotten to oil your hair today ". I answered, " No it is a plan ". After a pause I continued, " Hey Charlie, you heard the news ?". He looked at me anxiously, " Umm.. news about what ?". With a lowered volume I stated," About the missing cheesecake from our fridge ". He answered sarcastically, " Oh it was today's headline at the front page ". I continued, " No seriously, it was missing and I am sure it was Lucy ".
" You saw her eating it ? How come are you so sure ? " he asked. I gave a smile and replied, " Because yesterday night she didn't have dinner. I know this doesn't prove anything but mom doesn't eat cheese and father doesn't eat cake. So long as there is no fifth person in our family, she is guilty. She ate the cake unless I have a psychological problem wherein I ate it and forgot that I ate it. I definitely don't have one so that case is over and out ". He gave a sigh," So what you are going to do next ?" he asked. I thought and said, "Nothing" . He shouted, " You are literally mad, Hawk ". I laughed, " I know that. I can do things which an ordinary child cannot " I said. He continued, " Yes you can talk to a cat but the only problem is that it will not understand your language ". I exclaimed, " Very funny ".
By now we were in the bus on the way to our school. Soon we reached the campus. We entered the classroom where all members of our team were already present. Our team was called the Fleet. In our fleet, I was the Hawk and Charlie was the Falcon. Next was the bluebird, Ben. Ben had been the coolest of us all who had loved to watch movies and listen to songs in his free time. Which he always used to do as he used to be free always. Next comes the Osprey, Freddy who was very funny and friendly. More specifically, stupid. Then is Caracaras, Katy or just Kate. She was the most brainy girl of our class. She even knew about the theory of human existence and origin. And the last was Buzzard, Lucy.
Do you know what is common in all these birds of our fleet. They are all birds of prey. So is our fleet.
Kate greeted us, " Hey Hawk. There is something that I need to tell you. The Fleet might finally have a mystery to solve. I was up till 2 last night and heard some cars horning and then a growling from outside ". Ben followed, " Kate, first of all there are a lot of animals in our town and second of all, there are a lot of cars too ". Then he laughed. Katy interrupted, " Yes, but I have got a strong feeling that something is not right. Guys, it may be some crime mystery for what we all were waiting since long ". Freddy disagreed, " Kate, nothing bad can happen in this town. The worst thing that has ever happened here in perspective of crime is either Peter stealing a rose from Miss Wally's garden or Mr Harold eating cherries plucked from public park ".
I approved, " Fred is right, Kate ". Then suddenly from out of nowhere, Lucy spoke, " Guys, what about a meeting tonight at Ben's house. It has been so long since The Fleet officially had a meeting. Let's meet up tonight ".
That was really a nice idea but I now regret that we agreed to the plan. We were unaware about what was about to happen. That this plan was going to change our lives forever. That damn yes we all said that day. We planned a meeting that night at Ben's house where the interested ones could participate and the others could enjoy the weather. But in the end we all were found enjoying the weather. We all were excited for the meeting. Yet, things were about to change. Something really bad was about to happen. Something no one expected. I don't know if you all noticed it or not but when I was introducing the members of Fleet, my friends, I wrote ' Kate was' or ' Freddy was ' or ' Charlie was ' or ' Lucy was ' . But my very dear friend ' Ben used to ' .
By this time, it might have come to your notice. Yes, you got it right. He is dead.
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The Cursed Carol ( Season - 1 & 2 )
Mystery / ThrillerNot always can truth be seen. Not always what you see is true. The Cursed Carol is the story of how our lives changed forever. We were a crime detective team called 'The Fleet'. We all were shocked by the mysterious disappearance of our friend, Be...