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 Suicides and Murder Charges.

By Kaitlin Bigelow

 

 

 

 

Chapter Six:

Is Kelli hiding something?

 

Amity was bent on finding Connor's murderer, and Kelli was starting to act extremely suspicious. whenever his name came up her eyes would widen and she would shutter, like something was deeply troubling her. Amity was to afraid of what would happen if she did accuse Kelli? If it was her would she try to kill Amity? Kelli was always a strange girl, but she never seemed like she would murder someone. She was obsessed with shopping a little to much and she was always a little edgy but she really never got so mad she would actually hurt someone. Maybe Amity was thinking to much, it was probably an insane mental patient bent on hurting anyone he could find. Then again, there are no insane asylums anywhere near here, the closest one is 338 miles away. Amity hoped dearly that whoever killed him was by an accident and not for wrath.

Amity should of asked Kelli what she did the night Connor died, just throw it in there casually like it comes up in everyday conversations. More then likely Kelli would reply shopping and if she did Amity would persist on what she bought and who was with her, Kelli wasn't the best lire, she could casually reply shopping, but the rest, would turn into shambles, she would start sweating and said

“Oh um you know.” a lot., Amity had seen her do this more then once.

Amity was also curious why her father was home, even if there was a murder, usually he was out partying and wouldn't even notice, but, she couldn't think for a second that her father killed Connor, that would be stupid. Her dad was an alcoholic party animal, but defiantly not a murderer, even when he was drunk he wouldn't hurt a fly, he was kind of nice, once you got past his excessive partying. Though it was really difficult to not wonder why he was home and not partying.

Right now Kelli was either at home, shopping, or thinking about going shopping, while Amity sat there in her house crying and wishing this had never happened. If any of Kelli's good friends died, Amity would be there in a second, and yes, Kelli came but only for a few hours, Amity would have stayed the night, if she was allowed, and brought of Ben & Jerry's Phish Food (though from the previous day she would need to go to Gemini's Market to buy some more. ) and any movie Kelli was in the mood for watching. Amity was just a good kind-hearted person like that while Kelli was more of the pompous self-conceited little brat, Kelli did have her nice moments, if not Amity would NEVER be friends with her, its just, if its not her problem, she really didn't give a care.

Something in Amity's heart was telling her that Kelli was up to something, not anything good, but it defiantly had something to do with Connor and she was going to find out, wether Kelli liked it or not.

 

 

Chapter Seven:

When dawn breaks, her world falls apart.

 

Dawn was approaching fast and it was just about to break, when dawn broke it was dark outside and the crows can be heard from miles away. Amity was walking outside, she desperately needed to talk to Kelli about Connor, she was going to be rational about it and not jump to any conclusions, but she needed to get to the bottom of this. Before dawn broke she needed to get to Kelli's house. She didn't need to call and ask to come over, she would just walk over, it only took three minutes to get their by foot. Amity was walking on the dirt road, she could see Kelli's house in the distance, just then, a black 2003 Saturn sped past her, it was almost identical to her dad's car, he could be getting home, but it was to early and the bars where all still open. Amity picked up the pace to a steady jog and reached Kelli's house in about a minute.

There were no cars in the driveway, Kelli was out and about somewhere. Nobody was home. Amity didn't care, she was desperate, and just waltzed into their front living room, it was an ordinary home, white walls and a black couch with some chairs and a flat screen T.V. She half walked and half shuffled over to the picture on the stand next to the sofa. It was of Jacob, Kelli's brother with cancer. So far ordinary.

Amity picked up the pace on the spiral stairs, she wasn't sure yet if she was ready to see what she could possibly find, but she needed to find out anyway. She sprinted to Kelli's pink door, and barged through the door like it was her room. Orange and pink filled the room, with ruffles everywhere, and in the center of it all, an ordinary white bed.

She tip-toed through the room and made sure not to mess to many things up. Everything looked the same as it usually did. Something told her there was an incriminating item lying in Kelli's tangerine colored dresser. Amity's heart raced as everything went into slow motion, her hand touched the freezing metal handle, and she tugged on it. The drawer opened and there, laying in the center of all the shirts, right in the middle for crying out loud! Was a pink shirt, dripping with blood, soaked through the fabric. It was Kelli who killed Connor, she was sure of it, how else would she have a shirt filled with blood?!? It made sense! If she put it in her dirty clothes hamper someone would surely find it, and sure enough, dawn had just broken.

Amity's whole body went numb with pain and shock, what was real to her now seemed like a cruel and unusual movie where everything turned out horrible for the main character, and usually died in the end. Everything was going to be different, and she thought her life was over when Connor died, now her best friend is a murderer!? How could this be! She was at times pretty bitchy but usually she could turn around and be tolerable. If Kelli did work on the farm, she could believe it was cow blood or pig blood or something OTHER then Connor's, but, the only time she really had worked on the farm was the day she met Connor and they didn't kill anything that day. She had worked on the farm before, but she refused to do, or witness, any slaughtering.

A sudden breeze filled the room, and the door was being lightly pushed open. Amity whipped herself around, and there standing in front of her, was Kelli. She had some bags from Hollister and was all cleaned up. An unfamiliar rage was cast upon Amity, like a spell being sent from hell its self. She couldn't take it anymore. She whipped the shirt at Kelli and with the loudest, most ear busting, screech you would ever of heard she yelled,

“YOU KILLED CONNOR YOU BASTARD!” Amity stood there glaring at Kelli, tempting not to kill Kelli herself.

“No! You don't understand!” Kelli pleaded while throwing the shirt to the ground, a blood imprint on her new shirt.

“WHAT'S NOT TO UNDERDSTAND?! THAT'S HIS BLOOD ON YOUR SHIRT AND YOU FREAKING KILLED HIM! YOU MURDERED HIM! YOU WERE JEALOUS OF CONNOR AND I SO SO KILLED HIM!” Amity yelled so loud, she thought her head was going to explode, not to mention the pressure that was building in the room that could be felt a mile away.

“Yes that is is blood but you have to listen to me!” Kelli half yelled, half cried. Amity couldn't say anything, the only thing she could do was run, so she ran. She ran past Kelli, with Kelli then yelling after her begging Amity to stop and listen. But Amity just kept running, her heart and legs hurt, but she kept going until she saw her house. Running in the dark being pursued by a crazy best friend was the last thing she ever thought to be doing, but the most shocking thing was, there were already a dozen police cars in her driveway.

 

 

 

 

 

First Fifteen:

Today I got home from school and something very odd was there that was deffinatly NOT there before. Looking in my living room I saw a chadnelier handing from my celining where a fan use to be.

"Uhh.. MOM!!" I yelled

"What?!?" She came running in to the living room.

I just pointed to the ceiling and she realized what I ment

"Oh, I decided that our fan was making the house look super boring so I decided to do something fun!." She announced proudly.

"Yeah... so thanks for the um heads up?" I started walking down the hallway where my room was located.

"I havent even gotton to the best part yet!" My mom came running in.

"Ok so whats the amazing news?" I said being a tad over dramatic.

"The fan is going to go into your room!" My mom said so enthusiastically it was almost frightning.

"Thats all great.. but.. thats pretty random when did I get a say in all of this??" I said expecting a well explaining answer

"You don't, Shawn and I got the chandelier and said you might want it." My mom shrugged

"Ok well thanks I have homework so yeah I'll be out later." I said shutting my door.

 

First Fifteen:

 

There once was a pirate named Geraldo who stole a fire truck from the pickle factory where they had a fire. Then a Kleenex flew in through the window with another pirate riding on it. When a pink elephant showed up and ate yet another pickle.

After all of this happend I kind of began to wonder..

Why in the world is this all happening?

Simple,

Sence a pirate broke in to the factory the Kleenex didn't have to nessicarily have the pirate ride on it, just near it. and the pink elephant only seemed pink through the light and the pickle was well a pickle. But I think it makes a lot more sence if I just said this was all a dream so I think I will just leave it at that. And even if this seriosuly did happen.. well its not like anybody would believe me. Becuase I really don't believe this all myself. But if I don't belive it couldn't of possible happend.. am I right? I might just be simply going mad or this was a very realistic dream. Ha craaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaazy!

 

Magna Carta II

To much diaglog

stuff that reads roughly I.E "She was all like uh yeah and I was like uh NO!"

Extremly serious not any funnieness

When they bash the things I like I.E cheerleading

When my favorite character gets attacked

When my favorite character dies lolz

When there are 20 pages on what they look like(cloths)

Really bad steryotypes

If its a Non Fiction book and it is all facts and straight on its like snooooooooooozze!

When animals are abused

When inanimate objects talk I.E couchs food totem polls lolz

Times when people are arguing and 5 seconds later there all like "OMGZ LETS LYK BE FRI3NDS AGAIN!!1111" lolz

When two characters break up and I want them to be together lolz

Odd names I cannont prounce like Hindenburgenflurzitine

Flying things.. it creeps me out

Too much description on a characters appearence

Characters that are waaaaaaaaaay to nice its like CHILL OUT!

 

 First Fifteen

If I ever woke up and my animal was talking to me

first off

I would think I was still dreaming.

Then I would think that I was dead or something.

When I finally did realize that this was something real

my kitten Nikki would be bouncing off the ceilings yelling

"OMG I ROCK OMG GIVE ME MORE FOOD OMG WHERES MY TOY?!?!?"

Ha

also my other cat Onyx would be talking to her saying

"CHILL OUT! I hate you..." Then running off

and Nikki would chase her yelling,

"MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

weird I know right?

My two dogs would probably say nothing.

Especially Ben.

Ben is lazy so he would just walk around and say

"I am hungarryyy! Let me outsiddeee!"

and Buddy would only talk when he wanted something.

The house would be extremly crazy and they would all argue with eachother.

But in all seriousness (for 10 seconds of my life.)

This in a million years would PROBABLY never happen!

And even if it did

I probably would be to old to have pets

unless I grow up to be a crazy cat lady

with 68 cats....

but

that

will never

happen...... The cats thing.. not the animals talking thing........

 

First Fifteen

When I do eventually finish my novel

and the reader reads the last word

I want them to think that first of all that the ending was well detailed

and not rushed

or else I'd feel bad.

Also that I could evoke some form of emotion

even if its "Wow that was extremly weird"

Atleast they didn't just set it down and move on without any other thought

believe me, thats happend to me, I was not impressed.

I hope that they like it, to some it may be to much to handle

others confusing but to a little percentage of the readers, a great novel.

But last and most importantly I hope it inspires people to read more

of write their own novel.

In all honsetly

there is no perfect novel

Basically every, ok, EVERY novel I have read

has had atleast some boringness (that is a real word right?)

I want them to feel like its very life like

and getting angry at it becuase a character makes a stupid mistake.

(Yes I have yelled at books becuase I got mad at the character)

I don't wnat them to feel like reading it is a chore

but more of

vaulentery

or something they can read at midnight with a thunderstorm going on

and the faint sound of them murming the words and utter shock

that something devius is happing

(Yeah i totally stole that from The Neverending Stroy)

 

First Fifteen

This would be the opening scene

(lol I already have it planned out)

Amity is in her room waking up to darkness

its 5:00 AM and its time for her to get up

and start her day in the farm.

She drags herself up only to brush her hair

and throw on some cloths

faded jeans and a "Sorry Still Sleeping." T-shirt.

Nobody is home

as always

Opening up her door she finds

the mountainious hills of Hireshyre

and the big red barn that rests on a flat plain.

Whats that moving in the distnace?

It looks like a human.

It couldn't be!

Its still early

Amity runs over to the boy as quickly as possible

Must be a tresspasser

her thoughts mumble to herself.

Its a boy.

He looks about 15, like her.

"Hey what do you think you're doing her!"

Amity yells running up to him

panting like a dog ending a 5 mile chase after a hen.

"Didn't your father tell you? He hired me last week!

Today is my first day. If he hasn't told you, Im Connor Berkings." He announced while gazing at her.

With a smile the size Housten plasterd on his face.

She stood there thinking for a minute

Hes deffinatly cute..I mean say something! Anything Amity!

"Oh well.. No my father didn't tell me. Pleasure to meet you, Im Amity Michaels."

Pleasure to meet you? What was I saying? I NEVER say that!

"Pleasure's all mine. And of course I know your last name Amity I mean I did get hired

by your dad Mr. Michaels." He said getting back to his bail of hay.

Amity was impressed

He is deffinatly nice.

"Don't you go to school? Its pretty early. I don't go to school. I dropped out to work on the farm

my dad said I need to pick up his slack.." Amity said losing her smile.

Connor waited a minute and answered.

"I gave up everything to work here. My mom died when I was 12, 3 years and 8 days ago.

My dad is having a difficult time with it so he kicked me out and I need money to pay for my apartment." He said in a hushed tone.

Amity wanted to changed the subject, this was getting depressing!

"Well sence I usually work by myself, I'm not sure what to do. You need some help moving hay?" Amity questioned.

 

Well folks thats all for now

thats a snippet of my book

Stay tunned lol!

 

First Fifteen

In the novel Speak a girl name Melinda is just beginging High School,

She starts off with no friends because of what happend the previous year.

All her old friends are now in different cliques adn she is left to fend for herself.

She goes through a lot of verbal abuse from peers and it drives her practically insnane!

She starts to not speak to anybody and becomes like a mute.

She is assigned a project where she must make a painting of a tree and all throught the book

she tries to make it so that it expresses a certain emotion, sadness.

While she tires to create this she is haunted by the night she called the police on a party and everyone

though it was stupid but the real reason was serious and confusing and it was her only choice.

And the boy that did her all this harm's name is Andy and he is dating her ex-friend Rachel/Rachelle 

and when she tries to tell her about what he did she dosen't belive her.

She has a friend name Heather throught the book, her only friend, becuase she just moved there

and has no idea what happend over that summer, she wants to be apart of a clique and

decideds she doesn't want to be friends with Melinda anymore.

 Melinda skips school and tries to do harm to herself through all of this whirl wind of a so called life is happing.

At the end Andy tries to do the same thing again but this time she speaks up and doesn't let him, and she

becomes friends with another girl named Ivy who was in her click last year but now is her friend again

she finally makes her tree and gets some satisfaction with her life that she thought she could

never regain agian.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Comments (6)

maria said

at 3:12 pm on Oct 9, 2007

good job, but i don't get it. a chanlender, and a giant fan? sorry i'm just that weird like that

maria said

at 8:20 am on Oct 10, 2007

ohhhh! okay i get it, a chandelier! ohhhh i thought that u ment a wall fan, like the ones in the windo! oh k i got it!

kaitlyn said

at 2:52 pm on Oct 10, 2007

hahaha I like it when you said that kids that are to nice hahah i geus that means that oyu will have some mean kids n oyuor novleeeeeeeee

Kaitlin said

at 2:59 pm on Oct 11, 2007

I can see my own page hahahaaaaaa!

Carl said

at 2:58 pm on Oct 17, 2007

True josh...Anyway ummm detailed first scene they guna get tigether at the end after connor watshisface fights of a wolf and the kiss like litl lovers?

Jes said

at 3:52 pm on Dec 6, 2007

Your novel sounds amazing i wish you would post more. How did Connor die? How does She know him?

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