Saturday, August 30, 2008
Part 4
"Yes? Is this about my husband...Jim?" I asked.
"Well actually, yes. A few witnesses saw you walk over to them and kiss Jim and leave. And we found that they.....um....died from poison. I would like to take you in for questioning"
"You think I would kill my husband?" I yelled.
"Well...We just want to take you in for questioning... How about tomorrow morning at 10?" He said in a calm, steady voice, that almost made me want to calm down. No, this man was accusing me of killing my husband.
"That's fine for me."
"See you then. And Mrs. Henderson?"
"Yes. There is something we need to show you." And with that he closed the door and drove away before I could call after him.
There was no way I'd be able to sleep tonight.
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Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Got You!
Saturday, May 17, 2008
New Poll
Sunday, May 4, 2008
baseball guy
It gives great advice about baseball. And he loves the Boston Red Sox! How cool is that??
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
What happened?
What's up? I have been stressed so much lately! hehe. What ever happened to Amani's blogs? The stories were so good. Well I hope that you found someone to publish them and had to take them off the internet so nothing would happen to them, see I hope for the best. Well Amani, if you ever read this, I just want you to know how much I loved your stories, they were so inspiring! I wish you the best of luck!!
<3 Pinky
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Part 3
As I looked across the sidewalk I could see his hand in Martha’s. How could this happen again? Yes. It was the second time I had seen it. Why hadn’t I left him? Because I couldn’t, without him I wouldn’t have my job. I wouldn’t have my three story house. The only reason I had stayed with him was because I simply couldn’t stand to let him go. I still loved him. Martha turned to kiss him on the lips and that was when it happened. The car swerving on the road, going onto the sidewalk, hitting Martha and Jim. Killing them instantly. Killing them! I couldn’t bare to see them lying hopelessly on the ground, all I could do was give him a hug and a kiss goodbye. I couldn’t stand being there so I ran home. I couldn't care less about Martha, but it was Jim. Jim’s life down the drain. How could this happen? Yesterday at this time Jim and I were watching Forest Gump and everything was perfectly fine. And now sirens and crowds surrounded them. The thing that hurt the most was the way Jim had died. His hand in Martha’s. NO, It was suppose to be her hand. We were supposed to die together, not Martha and him. The last words he had said to me was………….No, I couldn’t think of him any more. It would only make it worse for myself. That is when I was sitting on my couch upstairs when I heard a siren outside my door. And then a knock. As I opened the door all I could think of was Jim, wondering if this man’s visit was because of him.
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<3 Pinky