2 September 2012
Part 10
As I opened my door, to see my mum, sat at the kitchen table. Dead. Oh my gosh. I ran over to her and began to stroke her hair, she was say upright in a wooden antique chair she bought of an auction. Blood streaked down her neck from her head and it looked like she'd been shot? I have no idea. I grabbed my phone from my back pocket and slipped it out, 'Slide to unlock' appeared on my screen. I did as instructed and quickly loaded up my phone app and dialled 999. "Which services do you require?" the computerised voice said down my phone. Within 2 minutes, the police set off and where on there way. I walked around the kitchen ( where my mum was) and noticed a little pink post-it note stuck to the fridge, it said: Revenge =sweet H.S -x- My jaw dropped, H.S… Harry... He wouldn't, would he? He couldn't, could he? Why did he, why would he? A tear rolled down my cheek,"Mum?" I whispered, I have no idea what I expected to hear, however straight after I said that, three bangs came from my door. "Ma'am, please open the door." an officer said, I opened up and pretty much told him my entire life story.
School Love • Opuss № I