it was Saturday afternoon when the police showed up at the Grason's house to go through Alex's stuff to try to figure out what happened to her. The only problem was that her parents weren't home and her brothers weren't home. So they waited. Finally about an hour latter they showed up. "Shit they are here." Mr Grason could be herd saying from the car.

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Finally after they got everything they could from her room they left. nothing look to suspicious, but they did find a journal. Sara hope was in charge of the case. "Sara what do you think happened to that girl?" Mr. Jones asked. "We don't know till we figure it out. here you go through her stuff over there. I'll start reading her journal." Mis. Hope a said in a half hearted manner. Mr. Jones started going through old school assignments, drawings, even texts from her phone. then all of a sudden He jumps from his seat and runs over to Mrs. hope who still wasn't reading the journal (the answer to what happened). "Hey look at this it's got to be from when she was five or something." Mr Jones said as he shoved a drawing in front of Mis. Hope. The drawing was a picture of some stick figures one was lying down with was looked like a pool of blood around it wall the others where laughing and pointing. "Well what am I looking at most of her drawing are like that she obviously had a dark mind growing up. This is just most likely a suicide that her parents are trying to cover up." Sara said bored of this case all ready. "but look it's the first one that she drew to look like it doesn't it look bad to you? I mean look at the cuts on this one, or the bruises on the other one one over there. Mis Hope this is not a suicide." Mr Jones said annoyed that his partner was trying to put this as just another suicide. "that is what every case we have gotten this month has been why is this one been any different?" Sara said ignoring the drawings. "Well why didn't get parents want us to be there? why didn't her brothers talk to us when we wanted to ask questions? Why Mis. hope you tell my why then I'll drop it as a suicide." It was obvious he wasn't going to drop it untill then. "Well it's time for me to leave. I'll tell you why tomorrow Mr. Jones. so good night." Sara got up she grabbed the journal -she thought it would be a good read- and walked out of the room before he could abject. Sara then began her walk home.

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okay well here is my first chapter if the person who edits lets me I'll post once a week. well bye people.

I can do that ~the editor thing

I love the note my editor left meee.