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from Contest #9

It was the thing he'd always loved about her. Her sandy blond hair and big blue eyes is always on my mind.Now that we'll be separated the thought rips me apart.We met in 3rd grade. Ahh Elizabeth was just a sweet innocent child then. Those were good days. Sometimes nowadays I can't sleep at night. The thought of her not around kills me. I have a plan. Two actually. One find out as much info as possible, two end my misery. Now that i'm 16 her absents tangles with brain. Should I give up on her? Josh and Elizabeth Greenwood.That had a nice ring to it. Oh Elizabeth,my precious girl why? Why did she hang out with that Vepper, Vester guy? Everything is gonna change now.

A man in a black suit left his office. Meanwhile she was at school, 6th period waiting for class to end. The man in the black suit locked his office door and went to the washroom. While she talked with Vesper,Elektra and Olphelia in the janitor's room. The man in the suit fumbled with his keys beacause he left his paperwork in there. While she loaded the gun in a tent trailer. The man in the black suit was walking on the sidewalk and dropped his paper work. While she was entering the construction site. The man in the black suit was reading the signs for a new high rise appartement building. He heard gunfire. Then crackling and crumbling. He went running in the construction site. He watched in agony as the huge structure tumbled down.He heard a blood curdling scream. He watched with much grief as the buliding collapsed on her. Under the rubble he found her lying there. Dead.

 

He pulled out his cell phone and dialed 9-1-1. His mind went blank. All of his police training just left him. Like a deer and headlights. The ambulance arrived and brought the teenager to the closest hospital.  Many police cars rushed after it. His boss pulled out of one of the cars. "You've done it this time Dawson." he said in his growly voice. "I can explain-" he pleaded as the Sargent cut him off,"front office." Not again thought Jamie Dawson. He would have to answer telephones and wright down cases and organize the files. As Jamie went walking off the scene of the crime,a long shiny cilender hidden under most of the destruction caught his eye. Quick as a whip but as sly as a fox he snatched the objet in his hankerchief. 

 

"Josh",said mother,"come flip the hamburgers, only you no how ya like em'!" "Coming." I said annoyed. Once I descended the stairs I asked "mom... can I put the T.V. on while I cook?" I said cook no more the a squawk. "Sure",she said in her slopping-the-hogs kind of manner. "But it'll have to be the news." "Uh mom." I protested. Mom took the remote and turned on the T.V. "Oh," mom said in disgust."That looks dreadful!" "What does," I reply. "Oh", she hesitates, "nothing important dear". Than I look at the T.V. On it there is the picture of a huge pile of broken boards, glass, dust and other stuff like that. The T.V. announcer said: " It was a city tragedy of the loss of a new building and a friend. 16 Elizabeth Martin was killed as the building  fell on her. 40-year-old Jamie Dawson witness the whole thing. " I saw this foundation crumbling down on her." He said. "It was awful I couldn't do anything about it and with my police skills I should of tried harder." The announcer started speaking again.  "This is H.T.O.Y. news. Iowa's news leader." I sat there stunned like I had been hit by a car. Then BANG!

 

Everything went black.

 

"Wait",said some lady,"I thing hes coming through. "Wha", I said no more than a whisper, "Wha happened?" "You were in shock, sweetie.'' said a lady I'm pretty sure was the nurse. "But, wha,how." "Oh hush now its going to be okay." the lady said softly, " You just were stunned and fainted which led to you falling on the floor."I started to remember. "Wheres Elizabeth?" I asked with no manners. "Where is she it can't be true." "Uh, let me bring in you're mum okay?" the nurse said with a hint of concern. "I'll be right back." "Honey cheeks, what happened? One minute you were flippin' burgers a second after you were on the floor!" "MOM!" I practically cried with frustration where is she? Wheres Elizabeth?" "I have no idea what your talking about, sonny." "Wait a minute." said the nurse "Are you talking about Elizabeth Martin the girl on the news?" "Ya",I said questionably. "I'm afraid shes ..." she couldn't bring herself to say the word "dead." I started to cry.I didn't care if mom saw me cry or the pretty cute nurse. I just cried and cried.

My love shes gone.

Mom brought me home. She thought it would do me good in one day to have a nice sleep in my own bed. "Sorry bout' yer girl, Hun ,I really am." " When I was a little girl a boy named Mike was gorgeous, I guess nice and pretty athletic. When I got older we became girlfriend and boyfriend. What I am trying to say is that life has alot of bumps along the way. He dumped me and I cried for along time after that. So don't just think of the past. You are young and you will have a long road ahead of you, ya hear." Then Ma kissed me goodnight and left my bedroom. That night i cried myself to sleep. Why was it her my precious girl? Why not someone ugly and evil like  Ophelia or Elektra. Actually, Elektra is kinda, well, cute. More like hot but still.

I finally fell asleep. In the morning my eyes were swelled to capacity and red from crying. Mom let me stay home from school, thank the lords. She doesn't want me leaving the house but I have to! I need to know as much as possible about how she died stuff like that. Otherwise i find it rude to her memory to just discard her and move on.

So I climbed out my window. I walked down the street to dreaded school goth, Elektra's house. It was exactly 4:30 am but rumor has it she gets up this early normally. I through three big stones on her window. Her green and black  bedhead for hair popped out the window. "Uh, a what do you want." she said with a lisp. Being startled I just said stuttering,"U-um... do you know h-how Elizabeth d-died?" "Why would I know."she pleaded. "Well I thought you would know bec-cause she has been hanging out with you guys," he actually meant to say goths but still ,"pretty recently before she left." he couldn't bear to say died. "Oh you mean before she committed suicide?" she said with that attractive lisp."No." I said strongly "she couldn't have...'' "Oh well."she added like a little kid. "Nothing we can do now." "I don't believe you." I said without any confidence in what I thought. "She would never do anything like that. There would be no reason. She had it good. She had me." "Oh a-what a show off.'' she said like a girly girl. "No wonder she decided to leave this earth." I felt like I wanted to punch that little twerp right out of her window. "Can you at least tell me where the damage was done? A road if you please?" "A guy asking for help! What a loser! Need to go hottie. Uh bye." I hate her sometimes. Tonight I have a plan thought.
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7:30. Walking on the sidewalk of Heirrington RD.  I feel the cool misty air on my skin. It's awesome. I tie a thick rope with a hook onto the eavestroughs on Elektra's house. This is really going to plan! Very carefully I creep onto her roof and through her window. There I search her bedroom. I found her diary. The number 666 is scribbled all over it. Thats weird I think. Thats the devils number. I flip through it. It has an address and a message. It says : 614 Mildew lane. I need this job. Although I would prefer my employer not ruining my life! He is the devil. Tricking me into doing this. I can't believe Elizabeth was so stupid as to make a deal with him. And now what am I doing? Basically the exact same thing making a deal with him. Anyway, i wasn't dead before like her. Well I hope I get what I asked for.

That was creepy. Does Elektra work for the devil? Quickly I rush to "Literature land" and buy a novel on myths. It says : The devil is a mysterious creature. He is known to be alive for ever. His number is 666. This number is considered unlucky. He walks around hell looking for someone to recreate the connection with hell and the world. He makes devilish deals with many. For example many people who die, he makes a deal they can live but must do what he bid later on. Although, no one has seen him he uses people to control to make the power of connection and roam the human world. He may be a myth but many still get frightened.

From this little passage I am guessing maybe if he really does all this stuff,maybe Elektra died and got controlled. Anyhow i decide to finish my investigating. I arrive at 614 Mildew lane. Its nothing but the place that my beloved died! Uh! How evil! So this devil business and Elektra and Vesper and Ophelia are connected to poor Elizabeth. I walk to the police Station.I talk to the front desk man.

"Excuse me." I said. "But did you receive any clues on how Elizabeth Martin died?"
The friendly man answered. " I'm sorry I am afraid we don't." he said. He started to look guilty. I asked." Do you know where I might find Mr. Jamie Dawson?" I ask for he was the one witness. " You mean me?" he asks. "You're Dawson?,okay tell me the truth, was there any evidence?" I asked straightforward. The man said "A matter of fact there is." He pulled out a long shiny revolver. "Ohhhhhhhh!" I exclaimed. "Well thanks for your help need to go see you bye." I said in a rush.

Oh my gosh. I think to myself it was her!

This is my thought process right now. So Elizabeth died when she was young. The devil made a deal she could live if she did his bidding. Vesper,Ophelia and Elektra are the ones who communicate through the devil and send her messages. The devil told her to shoot down the building. So down it went.

So for confirmation I go to ask the dreaded Elektra. When I get there she invites me in a nd spill my entire thoughts to her. Surprisingly enough she understands as I weep at the mention of Elizabeth. She actually is a pretty nice Gal. And at the end of the conversation she says one thing.

"Do you want to go out?"

And thats when I get my goth girlfriend. Yes, we ratted Vesper and Ophelia out to the police. They go to jail and they admit that they made everything up.

Truth is I just needed to move on and Elektra was my source. We are very happy together probably even more than Elizabeth but I still miss her sometimes.

And guess what? Josh and Elektra Greenwood sounds even catchier.     

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