1:00 am, Friday ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My dad fell asleep, so I crept downstairs with the webcam. I went to the bag bucket we have where me and my dad put our backpacks, my purses, and gym bags. I took out the blue bag.
Opening it up, I see knives and axes and saws soaked in blood. Why would there be bloody knives inside his bag? Maybe hes a bucher, I think to myself. and he might have to clean his knives at home. He's probably just embarassed that this is the way to make money for us. But what butchery would want their meat to be cut with axes and saws? I noted to myself. I had to know more about this. I put the webcam into the bag and put it back to the way it was before and snuck upstairs.
9:40 pm, Saturday ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My dad kisses me on the cheek and leaves the house. I sat on our couch until I heard the engine of our car fade away. I run upstairs and connect the wireless webcam to the macbook. I see from the hole that I made in the bag the window on our car. We drive by the community centre next to our house. I see a sign of the street saying to Debole Lane. Why would my dad be drivig there? I grab my notepad from the bottom shelf of my desk. The car stops on 78 Debole lane. I write that down and shut off my computer. to know more about whats going on I have to go to that adress.
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Master in disguise
Mistério / SuspenseThis story is in a 18- year olds perspective. Her dad always leaves the house at night and won't tell her why. She is very curious about what he does at night and tries to find out with different strategies.
