Story Writing—You?The Killer?

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One night, I awoke by the sound of distant thunder. As I opened my eyes, I saw a broken vase on the floor. That was my mother favourite vase. Then I saw my mother lying on the floor. She was out of breath. I screamed. I felt very scared. I nearly went crazy at the moment crying, ‘Who killed my mother? I have to find the killer!’

 

I ran out of my home to find out who the cruel killer was. When I walked along the corridor, I met my ex-girlfriend. Nicole. She was wearing a white long dress. ‘Nicole, my mother was killed!’ I cried.  ‘Who?  Who killed my mum? I need to find it out.’ Nicole was a helpful, smart and pleasant girl. She always helped me when we were falling in love with each other. Therefore I believed that she would like to help me.

 

‘I will help you, Ken! Be calm.’ Nicole was as nervous as me. ‘However, it’s easier said than done. What can we do now?’ She asked me.

 

‘Sorry, I can’t think about it calmly,’ I replied sadly.

 

‘Okay, lets go back to your house to check the knife. Maybe we can find the killer’s fingerprints,’ she suggested.

 

‘Why can’t I think of this? Nicole, you are so smart!’ When we were running back to my home, I realized that something was wrong.I didn’t tell her how my mum died but she knew it too well.

 

‘Nicole, why did you know my mother die in my house? Why did you know that my mother was killed by a knife? Why would you come here?’ I felt strange.

           

There was a pause for a long time.

 

“Is that you…who killed my mum?”

 

Suddenly Nicole cried, ‘Yes! It’s me!

 

‘Why did you do that? Why? Why?

 

I could not believe that Nicole killed my mother.

 

‘Do you know that you hurt me a lot? Do you know that? I want you to try the same feeling! Do you feel upset? Or angry? Do you want to cry? Do you know how bad I feel?’ We both went crazy.

 

After a while, when I calmed down, I told Nicole, ‘Nicole, I will forgive you.’ Then I walked away with a knife in my hand