Mister Crow
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''It was a cold spring morning when mister John Kelly walked across the beach. In one hand he carried a shovel and in the other a silver neckless. 'It's been a while since I have been here' he whispered 'I almost forgot how peaceful this place actually is.' John took a deep breath and smelled the salty air of the water, he listened to the hauling of the sea which sounded like an old friend to him. He looked up; the sky was still clear no sign of mist. ''
A few years back, the bodies of four children got found on the beach of the island.
Everyone thought they were murdered. Except John Kelly, who knew the truth.
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