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Blamed For Murder

We all heard it... the terrible roar that stopped all chatter.The scream so vicious every soul felt cold and empty.Fear had possessed every being in the hall. The grand red carpet, the vintage chandeliers, the delicious red wine, and all the other lavish decorations no longer mattered for as of now, every eye gazed at the body of the young mistress. Frail, delicate and her skin white as snow; she lay in the pool of her own blood. Her eyes were shut and her face carried a peaceful expression as though she were asleep. A few seconds later, people begin to realize what had happened and immediately an orchestra of screams began.From the children to the woman, from the butlers to the guests everyone was panicking, some even began calling for help but no one seemed to notice the young man near the body of the late mistress.The man, young,fair and perhaps around twenty years old, sat their next to her bewildered. His newly made black tuxedo had blood all over it but what shocked him even more was the knife in his hands. Her blood was on it. He wanted to scream but his vocals would not allow it, all he could do was sit there and stare at the body of the mistress with only one thought engraved in his brain...I killed her? I killed her? How could I kill her? I killed her?!

The Graceful Murder

It was dark outside but the stars were welcoming as always and the moon was still the prettiest being in the sky, I doubt anything will ever steal it's beauty. I was racing against time,trying to reach home as soon as possible after all today was a special day.It was my birthday but more importantly, my sister Leah was coming back...after 6 years! Leah and I are really close. As an older sister, she always took care of me. Our parents died in a car crash and we were left all alone but Leah took care of us and once I turned 19 she bought me a house and went away to New York and has been sending me money but I've got a job of my own so we both have been helping each other out since then . Leaving aside the depressing past, I finally reached home.Leah's car was parked outside. I grinned. She's here! I ran into the house and searched for my keys while standing on the porch but noticed something odd.The door was left open. God, Leah...that's dangerous! I thought.I walked in.It was dark and there was a horrible smell.I walked into the hall using my cellphone as a flashlight. I called for her. No reply. I called for her again. No reply. There was an eerie silence in the house not to mention the horrid smell. Did she burn something? Finally having found the switch,I turned on the lights. As I turned around, there was a scene my brain could not completely comprehend. Leah was sitting with her head resting on her arms. Leah was in a white dress. Her skin so white it matched her dress. She was smiling yet she was asleep? Was she asleep? Sitting on a chair? In the middle of the hall? Then what's the red? Is it blood?! My heart was pounding hard against my chest. My lungs refused to take in air. My eyes were left open wide. My knees felt so weak I fell to the ground. This is not happening! Leah...must be joking! This must be a joke. She was sitting on a chair with a blood trail that looked like spirals all leading to her chair as though she danced to her death. No.No.No. No! She can't die!! I forced myself up and came near her body. She wasn't breathing! NO! My parents and now ...Leah...No! Why God? WHY HER?! WHY?!

Alleyway Reunion

It was the usual Christmas morning. Cold and extremely shiny.Every corner of the street was decorated with lights and Christmas trees.I walked around the hospital halls dragging the drip stand with me everywhere. I had an accident, not that I remember.I don't remember anything in fact.I only know my name and well basic stuff every human needs to know.My memories are gone. They say I'm depressed so I should walk around observe life and the world. Well, I am not depressed. I have no memories what do you want me to do? Laugh about it? or maybe I should dance around for their amusement. "Oh look she's happy.She's dancing." God! just leave me alone!
Recently, a lady called. Apparently she knows me.She is my landlord so of course, she knows me.I haven't payed the rent for god knows how many months I was unconscious. Anyway, their letting me go. I lived alone so there's no one who'll claim me and so I was off the next day. It was snowing outside. I guess that's one thing good about Christmas.Snow falling from the sky like angels descending on Earth. I was wearing a black coat and several sweaters inside along with my favorite blue jeans.I was back home but it was boring so I went out for a walk. There was a park and I went and sat there.Kids were playing with the snow, making snow mans and making snow angels on the ground.Some were making snow balls and fighting.I smiled watching them play. A sudden sadness filling inside me. Why? I don't know. As I sat there, I noticed a man staring at me.He was young and good looking but why was he staring at me? I walked out the park and noticed he was following me. Geez, at least hide the fact you're stalking me but I guess that won't be good. Well,I ran for it and walked till the nearby market. He was no where to be seen. Ha! Sucker! I looked around.There were people everywhere!! Great! Now I tried to find my way out of this place for some reason I felt insecure.I walked out of the market place and walked down the street. I walked along the pavement when suddenly a hand grabbed me from behind and pulled me into the alleyway.It was him. He pinned me against the wall and continued to press his hands against my mouth.
"Stop struggling and listen! I know you don't remember me but it's not safe for you to be roaming around like this and stop running away from me! I am your brother, Max! Remember me?" He said. Like hell I do, I mean hello you just said I've lost my memories why the hell would I remember you?! And It's not safe to roam around like hell yeah it isn't but forget that...this creep thinks he's my brother...Oh Lord! Really? While I was busy talking to myself he released me and took a photo out of his jacket. It was a picture of us in Christmas and there was a date.Last Christmas? What's going on? Is he telling the truth? It would seem he noticed my confusion for he answered. He told me everything and for some reason I believed him. Maybe he was my brother but then he brought up another conversation. He told me that we were being hunted by the FBI. Okay...now he is crazy. Why would they hunt me down? Again he answered. Turns out I worked for them and having found out some truth I'm on the run. He claims I called him on the day of my accident and was going to tell him but I couldn't.
My heart was beating fast.Images were coming back into my head.He's not lying!! It was all confusing.I screamed. My head was aching! it felt like it would explode but then Max hugged me and calmed me down. "It's okay...It's okay.I'm here.I'll protect you like I have until now."
Suddenly, there were two men with guns.Max grabbed me and shot the two of them.I screamed.I felt sick.He pulled me and we ran for it.Max stole a taxi and a few seconds later we were being chased down by cops and the FBI.My heart was beating fast but Max handled the situation and with a few shots and high speed driving we escaped but what was waiting for us ahead we didn't know but I knew one thing.I have to remember what i forgot.I need to stop whatever I came to know about.I need to remember.