Truth SHALL prevail ~~~

Joe

I dragged her unconscious body to the nearest alley I could find. She'll probably wake up and cry. I couldn't be bothered. Humans are made to mate anyway. Hmm…. I’m tired. I think I’ll go home. 

Johnathan

Not again. Another day, another victim. This is the third case this week. When is this guy going to stop? Doesn’t he have any sympathy? How does he do it, leaving no traces behind at all? I have to admit, this guy is a genius.

I can’t keep doing this. I can’t see another innocent girl become his victim again. I can’t imagine if Claire has to go through something like this. I would kill that bastard with my own two hands. 

Joe

She looked so fine. I knew she was going to be the next one. That short skirt, and red nails, OOH. A man’s gotta love that. I pulled the mask over my head. I watched her every move. Her black heels tapping unsteadily this far into the night, the swaying of her hips, the alcohol from her breath. Oh yeah. She’s mine tonight, baby. She walked straight into the perfect place for the action to happen. I walked briskly towards her and covered her mouth with chloroform knocking her unconscious after. She tried to fight back. That bitch scratched my arm. Damn, that hurts. Time for the action to begin….

 

Johnathan

Why am I so tired? Why do I feel like this? What’s with this pain? Claire didn’t call me last night. Where is she? Crap. I’m late.

 

Why is everyone staring at me? Ugh. It’s the chief calling me again. Why does he look so sad? Maybe his wife whacked him up last night. Haha. What a loser…. He wants me to take the day off. Why would he do that? Since when was he so nice? Maybe I’ll give Claire a call. Ugh. Another fax. Those machines just annoy me. I’ll just take a look at it before grabbing coffee. Wait. Those particulars... sound just like Claire’s! But it couldn’t be. She was at a party.

“Claire killed herself last night” “Claire killed herself last night” WHY!?

Heh. Chief’s back, I better go. 

I rushed down to the autopsy room. There she was. Cold. Lifeless. “Oh my god! It’s really her.”

It says “Victim was subjected to nonconsensual sex.”

“Oh god. I’m gonna kill that bastard. I’m gonna KILL that bastard.”

 

Joe

It’s mating season again! Who’s gonna be mah bebeh? It still hurts. Damn that stupid bitch. I don’t think I can do another one tonight. Screw it, I’m tired, I’ll just go back to sleep.

 

Johnathan

Where did I store the rape case files? Ah, the attic. I’m gonna get revenge for Claire. So, where are those files? What the hell is this mask doing here? What’s with the sirens? Why are the police at my door?

 

Police Officer

“Johnathan Franklin. You’re under arrest for suspicion of raping and causing the indirect death of Claire Webber.”

 

Johnathan

“What? What did I do wrong? I LOVE CLAIRE! I would never do that to her!”

 

Police Officer

“Sir, you have the right to remain silent. What you say can and will be used against you in court.”

 

Joe

“It’s not the end (Licking lips deliciously)”

 

 

 

A wooden photoframe.....

Once upon a time, there were two very good friends in my kindergarten class. Jake and Tim. Jake was a very extrovert, playful, daring child while Tim was a very introvert and quiet child.

May be because of their very different and opposite characteristics, they became very good friends. They were always together apart from their sleeping time.

They heard a lot of stories about the forest nearby their home. Out of curiosity, they were planning to go to the forest at one night. Jake got a Polaroid camera for graduating kindergarten 

from his parents. He was planning to take his first snap, frame it up and give it to Tim. Jake was very excited and talked to Tim all about his gift to him.

Though Jake was so eager about their adventure, Tim was not. Tim was starting to get afraid of going into the forest at night and was thinking of an excuse. On the day they decided to go to the forest, Tim lied to Jake that he was sick and did not come to school. Jake was upset but he understood. But unexpectedly, on the way back home after school, Jake saw Tim with a group of friends at the playground, the group that he disliked because they always picked on him. 

Jake started to assume that Tim was betraying their friendship and he got mad. Jake sent a note to Tim about the 'betrayal' and that he will go to the forest alone and he did. For 2 days, Jake did not come to school and Tim had not heard from Jake for the past 2 days and he started to get worried. So, on the third day morning,he decided to go to Jake's house to see what happened but noticed that there were police talking to his parents.

The police search team found out that Jake died in the forest without knowing the cause of his death. Upon seeing Tim, Jake's parents passed him the photo frame with the beautiful scenery photo inside which they found Jake's body was holding tightly in his hand when he died. Upon the frame, there was a title "To my best friend, TIM...." 

Tim really felt guilty that he never stopped his best friend from going to such a dangerous place alone and he thought that if he went with him, this tragedy might not happen. He could not escape from this tragedy for around two months. Everyday he stared at the photo frame without eating and drinking. He never went out again and locked himself in his little room. 

Expectingly,one morning, Tim fainted. He was hospitalized and when he came back from hospital, the photo frame had been taken away by his parents. He started his new life and slowly and slowly he went back to his normal life. 

After Tim had finished his O' level, he moved to a new house. Upon unpacking the stuffs, he found back the long-lost photo frame. All the depressing moments of his life flash back in his mind. But he was matured, and he remembered the good times more instead of the bad times now.Therefore he decided to take out the photo frame and display it along his bedside as a remembrance of his best friend.

At that night, he heard a sound while he was sleeping quietly. There were some noises, brushing sounds were produced. The wind was howling, the curtains were being blown like sheets of tissue papers. The next sound heard was, the shattering of the photo frame(photo frame drop on the floor).


A boy figure appeared. At first sight, Tim was not able to recognize the boy though he thought that he was very familiar with that image.

"Tim, my best friend," the boy said. The voice suddenly broke the dawn of him. It was JAKE.... 

"Do you ever wondered or thought about how I died in the forest? Do you ever care about me? You Betrayer... Do you know that how much I value our friendship. This photo frame was hand-crafted by me. This was the first time I did something by myself. You know that with my pocket money, I can just any how buy a fancy photo frame for you which is thousand times better than this stupid wooden frame. Do you know that I even hurt my hand when I did this for you. I made this by myself especially for you. But you never keep this with you for these ten years. I never blamed you for not coming along with me to the forest. It was just an accident. It was my own false. But the one that hurt my heart the most is that you never keep the photo frame that I gave to you all these ten years."

"Jake, the story was not the way you think. I did not sleep, drink and eat for the two whole months until I collapsed down and sent to hospital after the death of yours. It was my parents who took away the photo frame from me. There is no one else who can replace your place in my heart and no one will." 

They hug each other tightly. They talked back about their merry childhood memories throughout the night. If there were any single soul passed by the house, they would certainly hear the laughters of two best friends who have not seen each other for ten years. 

When the dawn came, Jake said, "I have to go now my best friend.This will be my only and last time come and see you."

"I will go with you....,"Tim replied.  

In the morning, when Tim's parents opened the door of his room, they found Tim lying on the bed silently.Though there were no wounds, his heart had stopped. But his face was smiling peacefully and happily.

The police were looking for evidences to found out how Tim died but they never managed to do so.They only found was the photo became the portrait of Tim and Jake smiling happily and hugging each other warmly instead of the beautiful scenery in the old wooden photo frame. 

A day in the life of Dora...P02 Art of Story by team 2

Dear diary,
I am feeling down and depressed right now because I don’t understand how life can be so unfair. Now here I am sitting by the playground, looking at those kids, it makes me feel so isolated and unwanted. But why? I don’t understand why I’m in this state of misery. And why my parents had to divorce when I was young. I was there to support myself, physically and mentally. Hearing those laughter from the kids and shouts from the parents telling them to be careful, makes me think if there is anyone out there who cares for me.

Today in school, it was the new semester. No one wanted to befriend me and I was bullied by the most popular bunch of bitches in school. Who the hell are they to do that to me? Just wait! Before I graduate from this school, I swear that I will get my anger one day. Sooner or later…

I can never remember the last time I smile. Perhaps it was during the time I was a toddler when mum and dad, the seemingly familiar strangers cradled me in their arms. I have never felt so protected and loved before. I crave for someone who shows what love is.

While I was on the way to my usual spot, I saw groups of teenagers laughing and having fun together. Walking pass me as though I was invisible. But then I heard my name being mentioned. I thought they finally noticed me. But to my dismay, they were actually gossiping about me as if a sea slug!! At that moment, I really wanted to bury my head into the ground. But instead I just plough through the crowds while hiding my tearful face. My heart cannot take it anymore!

I wish I could just teleport to may perfect getaway. Whenever I get here, all my unhappiness goes away because this is the only place that the two familiar strangers brought me here while they were still together. It was the happiest 6 years of my 17 years of life.

Wouldn’t it be better off if I’m an orphan? I try to avoid the urge to slitting my wrists. I’m so confuse, I do not know what to think about now.

I wish I can just end my life, and all the sufferings will end but… why can’t I just live like other teenagers? I wonder…