Uncertainty II..
It was March 12, 1964, I was trying to contain myself, I feel my body temperature heating up, I feel like throwing up,And then it went blank for a second i dunno how long have i been unconscious, and I opened my eyes, I heard a faint sound somehow shallow breathing whispering thru the air, I followed It, walked up the stairs silently, I saw something horrible the most terrifying scene I saw in my whole life, Blood dripping all over the carpet, slash claws on the wall, broken windows pane and chandeliers semi-hanging, and then a small shaped silhouette body reaching for my hand and seeking for help she was a girl around in her early teens, I tried to hear what she’s saying, and then I knew I was late, I stared at her dilated cold eyes, And wondering who did this to her. I stayed up all night, just staring at the corpse, there was a snowstorm and we were buried under 3feet of snow. So I assumed who ever did this crime, made it so stunningly perfect like in action movies that no one ever heard of it. I’m still thinking if I should call the cops, but what would I say to them, what if they investigated me;
To be continued…