The Missing Necklace!
There I was. Standing at the crime scene once again. I was trying to figure out who the tall black figure was. Just then... I saw a trail of muddy feet leading to my house.
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There I was. Standing at the crime scene once again. I was trying to figure out who the tall black figure was. Just then... I saw a trail of muddy feet leading to my house.
#colourchallange #black Blackness surrounds me In despair I hear a creak It's coming from the lair Tip toeing down the stairs Which will lead me into the room There may be a ghost That shouts out...
That dread uneasy feeling A whisper in the wind Don't tell me that a sinner Has returned, and that she's sinned.
It had been two years since, Mr Collins, ended his secret not that any knew it. Mr Collins awoke one raining, gloomy Monday morning, when he realised that he wasn't in his own home.
Hermione grabbed her car keys and off she went.She knew the way to the suspect's house as she had been told this morning.13 Butter Way.She arrived at the building,and surprise,surprise the crime...
The thick shadow of mist cloaked the night sky as Violet Edwards strolled down Village Lane.The cobblestones made a noise of clattering;like when a china plate crashes to the floor.The street was...