why how where ! Part 2

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i was quite relived  that i found out who the dog really was yet i had only found out a fraction of the story so far .

as soon as i said buddy the dog responded , then ran of nearly straight after i said his name then as before more running after an disobedient dog . 

stopping at the corner shop to gain some breath i  relied i had  lost the dog . 'noooooooooooooooooooooooo!' i screamed out  . what was the point of all this , everyone's going to be wondering where i am  and my parents are going to be fuming and probably punish me  for no apparent  reason other than i ran away before my school play started , now saying  that out loud it sounds quite bad yet i will cover it up with another more believing story . so off i go back to the play ,honestly  i really thought i would be in a great proper adventure what am i like .

entering the school gates with no sign of hope preparing my self for  the wrath of 12 teachers shouting and going mad at me  and what do i tell them that i followed a injured dog called buddy halfway across the town that would get me no ware only being the excuses person in their  book yet i have to go in there's no other way of admitting that i didn't and i just had a panic attack and hid and started crying  TOTALLY 

the teachers did the same old same old "oh is she OK , pour girl , do you need anything, do you think your OK to preform " my answer was a short but harmful "yes"that meant the world to those foolish teachers . so off i went to act out the rest of my play .  it was kind of hard to finish of the play that i dint start yet i got use to it after the remaining hour yet the thought of that dog being out there still made me feel sick with sadness and disappointment that it , buddy was still out there and that note that i read made me nearly faint .

i was queuing up to get of the  stage when i saw through the windows a police car  and at that point in time i had nothing on my mind other than why was that there . as i made my way over the stage i realized the head teacher (Mrs Catherine ) was no where to be seen so without no one noticing i sneaked out the door to see  what was up  i regret doing that so much too much.


there stud Mrs Catherine dead hanging body impaled with a dagger across her neck  but when how why what who where .......

nothing came clear to me that day only the sight of my old dead headmistress and how i new i would be questioned and formed as a subject and one that was to nosy and landed myself into unwanted attention for the worst 




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