Chapter Twenty Four

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            I knew it from the start. Clover was the murderer. Somehow, Snow had fallen asleep so I got the gun from the leather box and went into the hall. Luckily, Clover was just passing by. But as she headed into her room, I pulled out the gun up to where I could see and aimed.

It happened so fast I thought I was only dreaming. In a second, Clover fell down and blood was spilling out of her head. It was weird, how she didn't scream and just lay there, bleeding.

But Apple and Maya soon came out of their rooms. Apple gasped, horrified while Maya screamed. Alessia soon rushed to her side. Snow came out, too, and started screaming along with Maya. I freezed but I knew:

I had killed somebody only innocent.

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About an hour later, Clover stopped bleeding so Apple and Alessia tried to move her dead, limp body to one of the empty rooms. Snow flared at me, pissed, and went Maya to calm her down.

Why did I do it?

Because I wanted to be the hero.








Alessia and Apple came back a few minutes later.

"It's fine now, go back in your room", Apple grumbled as she followed Alessia into Maya and her's room. I went back into the room but I dropped down on the floor and started to cry. I regretted it so bad. I sighed and wiped my face. Then I heard the door creak open. I thought it was Snow but it was Alsssia

"Oh., hi", I said, only catching a glare of what Alessia was holding.

"Hm...", Alessia mumbled. Then, she brought what she was holding to er front,

"Why are you holding that?!", I gasped.

"You killed the wrong person", Alessia frowned.

"B-But I didn't know — please don't — ", I stuttered.

"Eh", Alessia mumbled, piercing the knife into my chest.

Oh well.

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