December 6th.

Sardine Jones P.o.v

I can't find my sister.
My parents say she's dead.

But why.
She wasn't right in the head but who would kill my sister?

Why would anyone target her?

She was kind.

She was special.

Whoever killed her must die.

Yeah I like that idea.

Maybe I could kill her killer?

That sounds fun.

I know my sister deserves justice.

"Hello Sardine."A voice giggled behind me.

I turned around but nobody was there.

"Little sardine trying to be a hero?"a voice cackled.

"I'm not little."I yelled.

I threw a pillow at the voice.

"Bye."The voice giggled and I feel a push.

I scream as I'm thrown from the window.

I land.

I'm almost dead.

The blue sky is the last thing I see.

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