Hey guys there is something I want to try now.... For every chapter I am going to give a riddle and I expect answers.... I know we are all smart people. Right?
So the riddle for this chapter:
I am something you clap and clap for me but not for celebration
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Am expecting answers....
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So now to the story:
Mr George was a nice man as always I see him as my god father. He dropped me in school as usual.
But there was some thing unusual in school today there were murmurs every where.
And the press were all around our school. I wonder what is wrong today well I see my friends in the far end of the field.
“Jason! Jason!. Good morning please what is happening in the school”.
“Actually some people has been killed in the school”.
“Oh my God who?”
“But its very strange I don't know why they won't let us see the bodies”
“BODIES!!!”.
“Hey man! Don't let them here you, they don't know I know yet....we know yet”.
What the hell!!
“We... As in you and some one, who?”.
Before he could tell me the second person, the school bell rang and we all knew what it meant assemble in the school hall immediately.
The principal Mr Wallace stood on the podium to address us i knee it was going to be about the murder.
“Good morning all”.
“Good morning sir”.
“An incident has happened in this school and i t has really been a thing of shock for most of us here, a murder as we'll like to put it has happened in the school but do not fear, the murderer would be caught in no time.
But for the mean time stay in your houses till further notice”.
Murmurs broke through the whole place.
“Silence!!”.
“You will be resuming back very soon, the break is just to carry out some investigations, Thank you all for your undivided attention, you are dismissed”.
Some thing does not see right. The whole staff looks shaken like they've witnesses a massacre and even Mr Wallace who never shows any emotion in his face has some sympathy in his face.
I wonder what really happened. I must find out.
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.Carl is quite the smart kid let's see what he finds out or he may be totally wrong about his suspicions..
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