Chapter 1

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(The Neighbours perspective)

I sat there all alone on the rusty metal bench. I was sat next to the clock. Every know and then, the ticking of the clock would make we lose control and I would scream with anger. A few minutes had past and I was walking around in circles with my eyes uncontrollably twitching. Suddenly I heard a loud unlocking sound, the police officer had finally came.

The police officer sent me to this grey room with cobwebs in the corners. There was a flickering light in the centre of the ceiling which set the mood of the room, but that didn't bother me.
"Sit here Mr.." The police officer said looking at me intensely.
"..Robin" I said clearing my throat.
"I'm sure you know why you was sent here Mr Robbin, I'm taking it you constantly trying to kill people in particular young kids isn't a new thing." He said giving me a nasty glare which made me clench my fists. I wanted to hit his face so hard that he wouldn't be able to talk to me like this but I couldn't.
"Your due to go to the Judge this weekend to see if your permanently going to stay in jail, by the looks of things it looks like you'll spend your life here." He said. He didn't make me scared he just made me feel angry. But I had another plan in my mind. "Take him back to his cell." He said opening the door."

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