She picked up her note pad and pressed her pencil against the paper. She stared, hand shaking, unsure of what should come next. Time was being wasted, gazing at the blank paper. She had to start. Now. At the beginning. otherwise, who knows what they'd think had happened to herself and her peers.
"I have witnessed a homicide"
The words came quickly. She had no time to erase. to rewrite. To change what history would soon think of her. She had no time to do much more than think. So she kept going. Each and every mistake would have to stay.
"It started nearly three years ago. A long time. I know. But stalking someone takes time"
YOU ARE READING
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Mystery / Thrillera work in progress series. a girl is writing down as much as she can to prove to the police what happened to herself and her peers before she has to come out of hiding and face her fears.
