If_The_World_Endsx

i don't want to grow up. 
ever. 

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Decoy;; Chapter One.

''Delilah! Delilah, look over here!'' screamed one of the reporters standing outside the Police Station.
"Do you have any messages to give to the public?" asked another. I stopped walking and looked toward all the flashing lights and news' cameras. Before saying anything, I stopped to think what should I say.  That I was the number one suspect right now? That I knew nothing about what had happened? Casey was dead and I had nothing to give them. I held my breath and covered my face as the officers pushed past the reporters. Pushing off my hood from my sweater away from my face, I let the cold air from the new air conditioners blow into my face in the police station. Officers were staring at me, I could only imagine what they were thinking.
I wonder what she did with the body, I wonder how she killed her.
Why'd she kill her?
Confused and terrified faces lurked in the corner of my eye.
I got pushed into a room with one of those two-way mirrors, a dusty table and two chairs. Looking down from the corner of the room, I saw a tape-recorder taped underneath the table. The detective looked at me and with his deep voice and heavy accent, he yelled at me.
"Sit down and answer my questions"
I was only sixteen and he was accusing me of murder. The murder of my best friend.
I looked at him and narrowed my eyes at him.
"You think I killed Casey?"
It was a simple question, he nodded and replied with "How'd you kill her Delilah? Where'd you put her body?"
They had only found enough blood to conclude that she had died outside her home, in the woods behind her house. The only thing they found was a necklace, hers.
It was a silver chain, with half a broken heart that said 'best'. I had given it to her on her 10th birthday. She never took it off. I had the exact same one, the other piece of the heart, except mine had said "friends"
Best friends forever.
I sat down and repeated the same thing that I had first told the cops almost over 4 months ago.
"I had slept over her house the previous night, we were making smores outside. When we were done, her and I went back inside to take a shower. When I had come out of mine, she was gone. I didn't kill her."
"How long is an average shower for you, Mrs. Brigham?"
"30, 40 minutes. She was in her room when I was taking the shower. Add another 5 minutes because I had to get dressed."
"So you want me to believe in a matter of 30 to 45 minutes,  Casey was kidnapped and murdered? Is that it?"
"I guess".
He had seemed to be getting frustrated, and he kept furrowing his brow, staring at me.
I could hear the faint tick-tock of the clock outside the room. Detective Morrison was his name, it had said so on the paperwork he had laid down on the table, along with a few pictures of the crime scene. I stared at the picture of the concrete floor with blood spatter on it, and then a pool of Casey's blood right next to it. I zoned off into that night.

Laughing, Casey screamed.
"My marshmallow! It's on fire!" she kept giggling soon after.
"Hey Case?"
"Yeah, Delilah?"
"You got some white stuff on your face!" I laughed.
I fast forward to the part I got out of the shower, in desperate search of Casey.
I went downstairs and came across to a cold wind, coming from the backdoor being open. I walked outside and looked down at the ground, it being night time, I forgot to turn on the back yard lights. So, I ran back in, turned on the lights and walked back out. The neighbors had called 911 because of my scream. I screamed because I saw blood, Casey's blood.

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Am I the only one who was obsessed with
JEMI & NELENA
stories on youtube?

I lied.
I recently discovered that I LOVED writing now.
Oh my god. Hahah.
So this is my next series; maybe. I don't have a title.

No one knows what happened that day. The day that changed everything.
Everything is spiraling out of control.
I'm here to tell you the truth. I'm here to tell you my story.

My name is Emily.
And the truth is yet to be heard.

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;;&+ It breaks my heart,
every second I'm not seeing you. <//3

I'm aware that everyone is going to hate me no matter what I do so I'm just going to do what I want.  (: