Chapter 3. What now...

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That victim wasn't the only one..... jeez this is a burial ground. The police had finally arrived and I am so scared I just started to run! Now they are yelling and telling me to stop. Great now they think I'm running from the police and I am the murder. As they are yelling at me I didn't see the trees roots and I tripped and fell and they arrested me.

They are taking me back the police station and are probably going to lock me up. What am I gonna tell my parents? They are gonna kill me! No more school for me! Great I had screwed up my first day of school.

Now that I'm at the police station, the police started to question me.... "why would you do this to a person?" One asked " did someone put you up to this or pay you?" The other asked " no one payed me and no one put me up to it and I would never do that to a person. And I didn't do it, I saw the actual murderer trying to cover up the evidence and try to bury the body." I told the police man and woman.

" well then who did it if it wasn't you?" The woman asked. " yeah and what gender was the murderer?" The man asked. " I'm pretty sure the murderer was a male from the body type I saw. And he was wearing a gray sweat shirt with 2 black circles around the waist. And he had from what I could see blonde hair and black eyes, but they probably weren't black I think they may have been brown." I told them.

They turned around and talked to each other. " she has a lot of evidence she can be the key to finding the murderer." Said the woman. " yes and she can tell where and how she found out about the murderer going into the forest." Said the man. They talked for about 5 minutes, then they turned around and set me free to go to a cell for the night and to tell then more in the morning.

But I didn't make it to morning......

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