♪♪Vengeance Leads to Love?!?
First time writing a Mystery story, I usually write romances!
Maira
I walked down the yard to the street lamp. My blonde hair was damp from the sprinkling rain as I pushed it out of my gray eyes. I turned and walked toward the pond. It was exactly in the middle of town. The weeds were high since Farmer Johnson moved last month. He always cut the weeds there. I pulled my hood over my head as I walked through town. I lived in Macone Springs, Northern Ireland. I know, some people would think I was Irish, but I moved here from the U.S when I was around 5 years old.
It was a quiet and very small town, all there was, was a store, a gas station, and a 2-story school. The 1-8th grade kids were on the bottom floor, and 9-12th was on the top floor. The kindergarten had their own small building beside the school. I was so happy. It was my last year at the school. It was always SO crowded there.
It started to rain cats and dogs, and got very muddy. I sighed as I stepped into a puddle and ruined my new converses. They were striped black and silver. I loved them so much, and now they're ruined. I climb into a tree, careful not to rip my gray skinny jeans. I was wearing a Rascal Flatts T-shirt, and my hoodie had Jason Aldean on it. I LOVED Country music! I look at the sky, it was so gray and dark. I could tell it would be a lightning storm. I close my eyes and lean my head against the tree, letting the sound of the storm calm me. Ever since I was young I loved storms.
Oddly though, I couldn't remember before I was 7 years old. I tried everyday to try to remember my younger years, but I couldn't. I open my eyes and look down at the pond. You could tell it would storm, because when it does, the pond was splashes up and down like waves. The Water Lilies, and Lily Pads would pop and bob everywhere. I remember about two summers ago when dad and I went fishing, I caught two catfish and one had bit me. I laughed to myself and closed my eyes, relaxing again.
Mystery Guy
I watched her all the way from her house to the pond. She closed her eyes and I grinned. I ran through the woods, following the path I cut through. The weeds were slick, so I had to slow down a little or I would fall. It was raining, but I knew if I was sneaky enough I could succeed in my plan. I finally got to the Old Victorian Home. I looked up at it. It really was beautiful. A shame it had to go bye-bye. I ran around the house, pouring out the gasoline, I threw some on the walls. I lit three matches and threw then in different places. I grinned as I heard the screams of the family inside. I hear police sirens, so I run into the brush. I watched as the blaze got higher and higher. I laughed and rubbed my hands together. Oh, this was only the beginning of my vengeance against her!
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Sorry it is not long. Like I said, it was my first time writing a mystery story! Please comment me, and tell me if you want me to add anything! Thanks!
I walked down the yard to the street lamp. My blonde hair was damp from the sprinkling rain as I pushed it out of my gray eyes. I turned and walked toward the pond. It was exactly in the middle of town. The weeds were high since Farmer Johnson moved last month. He always cut the weeds there. I pulled my hood over my head as I walked through town. I lived in Macone Springs, Northern Ireland. I know, some people would think I was Irish, but I moved here from the U.S when I was around 5 years old.
It was a quiet and very small town, all there was, was a store, a gas station, and a 2-story school. The 1-8th grade kids were on the bottom floor, and 9-12th was on the top floor. The kindergarten had their own small building beside the school. I was so happy. It was my last year at the school. It was always SO crowded there.
It started to rain cats and dogs, and got very muddy. I sighed as I stepped into a puddle and ruined my new converses. They were striped black and silver. I loved them so much, and now they're ruined. I climb into a tree, careful not to rip my gray skinny jeans. I was wearing a Rascal Flatts T-shirt, and my hoodie had Jason Aldean on it. I LOVED Country music! I look at the sky, it was so gray and dark. I could tell it would be a lightning storm. I close my eyes and lean my head against the tree, letting the sound of the storm calm me. Ever since I was young I loved storms.
Oddly though, I couldn't remember before I was 7 years old. I tried everyday to try to remember my younger years, but I couldn't. I open my eyes and look down at the pond. You could tell it would storm, because when it does, the pond was splashes up and down like waves. The Water Lilies, and Lily Pads would pop and bob everywhere. I remember about two summers ago when dad and I went fishing, I caught two catfish and one had bit me. I laughed to myself and closed my eyes, relaxing again.
Mystery Guy
I watched her all the way from her house to the pond. She closed her eyes and I grinned. I ran through the woods, following the path I cut through. The weeds were slick, so I had to slow down a little or I would fall. It was raining, but I knew if I was sneaky enough I could succeed in my plan. I finally got to the Old Victorian Home. I looked up at it. It really was beautiful. A shame it had to go bye-bye. I ran around the house, pouring out the gasoline, I threw some on the walls. I lit three matches and threw then in different places. I grinned as I heard the screams of the family inside. I hear police sirens, so I run into the brush. I watched as the blaze got higher and higher. I laughed and rubbed my hands together. Oh, this was only the beginning of my vengeance against her!
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Sorry it is not long. Like I said, it was my first time writing a mystery story! Please comment me, and tell me if you want me to add anything! Thanks!
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