The story I'm going to tell you may starts a bit different than usual. It starts with a dead person. The poor boys heart just stopped beating. And at that young age, only 11 years old. The things he could've done in life, uncountable. At that age yo...
The police men stepped put of the car and Mr. Hollow explained the whole situation to them.
"Are you sure?", one of the police officers asked.
"Yes, I am."
"Who gave you this information?", he asked.
"A good friend of us", Mrs. Jensen said looking for a short moment at me, "and I saw Ryan in this house."
"And who is that 'good friend of yours'?", the officer asked, sounding slightly annoyed.
"He's not here", Mr. Hollow answered.
The man next to the officer had red hair and was quiet over the whole situation. He looked up and saw me, he looked into my eyes and for a moment I could've sworn he saw me.
"Does he have dark, brown hair and plumb lips?", the man asked mr. Hollow.
"Yes! He does!", Mrs. Jensen said, "do you see him?"
The man nod and shook Mrs. Jensens hand, "Yes, I do. My name is Gerard way."
I was shocked at gerards said words. Actually I was wondering why I never noticed that so many people can see me.
The police men were knocking on Mr Stanley's door, which he opened to my surprise.
He looked a bit nervous and exhausted, but he tried to cover it really good honestly.
The police stepped inside the building and of course I didn't miss my chance to follow them inside.
Mr. Stanley's house was like I remembered it. No personal photos, something I noticed immediatly.
But Ryan was gone.
The police asked Mr. Stanley a few questions and even searched for ryan in several rooms but he was nowhere to be seen.
Tears were starting to well up in my eyes.
Why couldn't they find Ryan? I saw him here, he has to be here!
"So what we're you saying again, what did you do today?", gerard asked my neighbour.
"I was at home, watching television", he answered.
"Have you noticed anything weird or suspicious?", the officer asked.
"No, I didn't."
"You fucking liar!", I yelled at him. If I was still alive if would probably beat the shit out of him.
Gerard looked at me and then over to mr. Stanley again.
"Is there a problem?", Mr. Stanley aksed, but gerard didn't say anything else.
"No", he finally said, "that's it."
"No! He's the murderer! I know this, I saw Ryan here!", I yelled at Mr. way.
"Thanks for telling us what you know", he said, before joining the other men outside.
I followed Mr. Way, being indignant by his reaction.
"And?", Mrs. Jensen asked me when I came out of the house.
"They didn't find Anything, they didn't find him, he's still gone!", I yelled, "this fucking ass liar!"
"Calm down", gerard told me, "I believe you, but the police won't help us here when we don't have any proofs", he said.
"And what should we do now?", I asked, still angry.
"We have to take this into our own hands..."
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Anyway, how was your day? Does is alreadysnow where you live? Because here it's still pretty warm outside, it is raining now for three days, without a break and yeah
