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một giây CHAPTER
Paul Dock was bent with the nose that pratically touch the floor. He studying the crime scene, as usual. He isn't convinced that the assassin is Elvira Gorrige. It would be too obvius. He doesn't find nothing intresting on the stage, so he goes behind of that.
-Can i help bạn sir, are bạn sick?- asks a female voice, seeing the detective with the nose on the floor.
-Oh, no thank bạn i'm good, i'm detective Dock, i was looking for something here.- các câu trả lời Dock with a smile on his face
-may i ask bạn some câu hỏi mrs...-
-Samantha White- các câu trả lời the girl -And of course bạn can- she says politely
-Perfect. Are bạn here on holiday too?-
-No, i work here. I was on the stage, i'm an actress-
-Oh sure! now i remeber! you're one of the ten actors that were on the stage tonight! even if it isn't the right moment... congratulations! bạn act good!-
-Thanks- she các câu trả lời shyly.
-Anyway, bạn have an alibi for the murder time, so i can let bạn go. Thanks for the time bạn gave me.-
-you're welcome, sir- and she goes away.
So he starts again his investigations. He finds a lot of dust and some black powder. "Intresting" he thinks. His belly starts grumbeling. It's 11:30 PM and he ate just somethig quickliy. So he decides to go to the bar to eat some delicious canapés. Even if it's a bit late, he finds a lot of people sitting there and he recognize some of the public that was in the theater. A men that was sitting near him during the play, says hello to him, and invites him to sit with he and his two friends. Dock takes 3 goods canapès and a coffee and sits with them. -let me introduce bạn Carl and Jack, and i'm John Plum.-
-It's a pleasure, i'm Paul Dock- smiles the detective.
-Do bạn know what happend there in the theater?-
-No i'm sorry i don't- lies Dock
-anyway it was a good play- says Carl
-Do bạn remember when the actors stopped for a moment just after the "murder"?- says John.
-Yes-
-Well i took a picture with my camera-
-Cool! can i see it?- asks Jack
-Sure, here is it-
the picture shows nine actors on the stage without masks. In those moment, Samantha White passes near them and says hello to the detective.
The four mens talk a bit more. Dock sees some tablets for depression.
-What about having breakfast together tomorrow?
-Good idea- các câu trả lời the detective.
Dock comes back to his room at 1:30. He goes to giường and sleeps 'till 10 o'clock. He wears something quickly an dgoes down to the bữa tối, bữa ăn tối room. He meets Carl and Jack but can't see John. A bit worried he goes with the other two Những người bạn to the John's room and knocks the door. No answer. The "cleaning lady" comes in that moment and asks what was happening.
-Our friend doesn't answer when we knock at the door. Can bạn help us?-
The women opens the door and starts screaming. John mận was on the floor with blood on his head, the gun in the hand and a piece of paper that said: "i can't live with these havyness in the heart. I can't live without my wife."
Dock saw the man's phone on the bàn and takes it in secret. The last phoned was of the last night at 11:00 to Annie Plum.
-How is named his wife?-
-Annie Plum- các câu trả lời Jack
-His camera disappeard!- says Carl
So Dock starts understand.
END OF THE một giây CHAPTER! BYE
một giây CHAPTER
Paul Dock was bent with the nose that pratically touch the floor. He studying the crime scene, as usual. He isn't convinced that the assassin is Elvira Gorrige. It would be too obvius. He doesn't find nothing intresting on the stage, so he goes behind of that.
-Can i help bạn sir, are bạn sick?- asks a female voice, seeing the detective with the nose on the floor.
-Oh, no thank bạn i'm good, i'm detective Dock, i was looking for something here.- các câu trả lời Dock with a smile on his face
-may i ask bạn some câu hỏi mrs...-
-Samantha White- các câu trả lời the girl -And of course bạn can- she says politely
-Perfect. Are bạn here on holiday too?-
-No, i work here. I was on the stage, i'm an actress-
-Oh sure! now i remeber! you're one of the ten actors that were on the stage tonight! even if it isn't the right moment... congratulations! bạn act good!-
-Thanks- she các câu trả lời shyly.
-Anyway, bạn have an alibi for the murder time, so i can let bạn go. Thanks for the time bạn gave me.-
-you're welcome, sir- and she goes away.
So he starts again his investigations. He finds a lot of dust and some black powder. "Intresting" he thinks. His belly starts grumbeling. It's 11:30 PM and he ate just somethig quickliy. So he decides to go to the bar to eat some delicious canapés. Even if it's a bit late, he finds a lot of people sitting there and he recognize some of the public that was in the theater. A men that was sitting near him during the play, says hello to him, and invites him to sit with he and his two friends. Dock takes 3 goods canapès and a coffee and sits with them. -let me introduce bạn Carl and Jack, and i'm John Plum.-
-It's a pleasure, i'm Paul Dock- smiles the detective.
-Do bạn know what happend there in the theater?-
-No i'm sorry i don't- lies Dock
-anyway it was a good play- says Carl
-Do bạn remember when the actors stopped for a moment just after the "murder"?- says John.
-Yes-
-Well i took a picture with my camera-
-Cool! can i see it?- asks Jack
-Sure, here is it-
the picture shows nine actors on the stage without masks. In those moment, Samantha White passes near them and says hello to the detective.
The four mens talk a bit more. Dock sees some tablets for depression.
-What about having breakfast together tomorrow?
-Good idea- các câu trả lời the detective.
Dock comes back to his room at 1:30. He goes to giường and sleeps 'till 10 o'clock. He wears something quickly an dgoes down to the bữa tối, bữa ăn tối room. He meets Carl and Jack but can't see John. A bit worried he goes with the other two Những người bạn to the John's room and knocks the door. No answer. The "cleaning lady" comes in that moment and asks what was happening.
-Our friend doesn't answer when we knock at the door. Can bạn help us?-
The women opens the door and starts screaming. John mận was on the floor with blood on his head, the gun in the hand and a piece of paper that said: "i can't live with these havyness in the heart. I can't live without my wife."
Dock saw the man's phone on the bàn and takes it in secret. The last phoned was of the last night at 11:00 to Annie Plum.
-How is named his wife?-
-Annie Plum- các câu trả lời Jack
-His camera disappeard!- says Carl
So Dock starts understand.
END OF THE một giây CHAPTER! BYE
I slammed the car door shut, and faced the school.
"Have a good ngày sweetie," Mom said, somewhat hopefully from the drivers seat. Just the words made me want to ball up and cry. She drove away, leaving me in the dust. I would not survive this day.
Not that I deserve to.
I clutched my sách to my chest, and tried to keep my eyes fixed on the ground. But I still felt their eyes on me.
"Bitch," they muttered.
"She deserves to die," others said. Didn't they know I want to? Didn't they know how much strength it took to keep breathing? And when I did, it was the everlasting pain that nearly brought me to my death. But I could only hope.
But they didn't know this. They just knew it was my fault. And it was. It was all my fault for what had happened.
And I'd live with this guilt till I die.
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Please let me know if I should continue this; I don't know if I should.
"Have a good ngày sweetie," Mom said, somewhat hopefully from the drivers seat. Just the words made me want to ball up and cry. She drove away, leaving me in the dust. I would not survive this day.
Not that I deserve to.
I clutched my sách to my chest, and tried to keep my eyes fixed on the ground. But I still felt their eyes on me.
"Bitch," they muttered.
"She deserves to die," others said. Didn't they know I want to? Didn't they know how much strength it took to keep breathing? And when I did, it was the everlasting pain that nearly brought me to my death. But I could only hope.
But they didn't know this. They just knew it was my fault. And it was. It was all my fault for what had happened.
And I'd live with this guilt till I die.
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Please let me know if I should continue this; I don't know if I should.
Memories and grief of my heart
Are still buried somewhere
I can’t cry neither I can freely laugh
What if they don’t know my past
I have not forget it yet
I still remember the same Zean with the same Zeal
But not in flashes neither in cars
In backstage of life with trembling hunger
Hunger in eyes and lips dry
No money in pocket but Zeal on shoulder
With memories of ‘Love’ and burning heart
Now my clothes are branded
And my shoes are best, pocket heavy with dollars
But with this all my tim, trái tim is all heavy
With secrets of past
Pleasures can bury them but cannot vanish
I still look phía trước, chuyển tiếp to death
When all my secrets will disappear, my pain will end
Also with my life..end will come to my BAD MEMORIES.
Are still buried somewhere
I can’t cry neither I can freely laugh
What if they don’t know my past
I have not forget it yet
I still remember the same Zean with the same Zeal
But not in flashes neither in cars
In backstage of life with trembling hunger
Hunger in eyes and lips dry
No money in pocket but Zeal on shoulder
With memories of ‘Love’ and burning heart
Now my clothes are branded
And my shoes are best, pocket heavy with dollars
But with this all my tim, trái tim is all heavy
With secrets of past
Pleasures can bury them but cannot vanish
I still look phía trước, chuyển tiếp to death
When all my secrets will disappear, my pain will end
Also with my life..end will come to my BAD MEMORIES.