They found Helena dead inside her room. The blanket was tied to her neck and she is lying on the floor. She has bruises and wounds on her arms, legs, and face. Which is they didn’t know how or where Helena got it. They checked the record of the CCTV but they didn’t find anything and they didn’t see anyone get inside her room. Her body and her room are full of fingerprints from different people. Which the investigator didn’t know from whom are those fingerprints.
Her death is a mystery because the last record that they watched about Helena seems like she is talking to different people even though she is all alone inside her room. She is talking as if there is someone inside her room. She looks so distressed, scared, hopeless, and disturb. There is a record also that she is just standing alone, sitting alone, facing the camera alone and she looks like she is not herself.
It feels so good to wake up without irritating fights downstairs. I slept peacefully last night beside Echo. After our make-love, we fall asleep, naked and only the blanket cover our body. He hugs me tight after we make love. That is why I feel different now. I kissed him on his forehead before going downstairs to check mom and dad.“Goodmorning”, I greeted them with a smile. I sat in front of them and looked at them sitting silently.“It’s good to see you quiet,” I told them with a smile because I missed the old times that they love each other and we are living in a happy home.“I hope you are really happy now,” Mom told me, but I didn’t answer because I am not sure about what she’s trying to say.“Please, let us go now, Helena,” Dad said
I am running from the man who is running after me. I don’t know who he is, and I don’t even have an idea why he is chasing me. I am so scared it seems that I’ve done him wrong. He is holding a vase while chasing me, his eyes staring at me, telling me that he wants to hurt me or, worse, kill me. I don’t know what to do because I am so scared and I want to scream, but there is no voice coming from me. So I keep on running even though I don’t know where to go, and he keeps on chasing. The thunder roars so loud that I can’t even hear my heartbeat; I am breathing heavily, praying that I hope someone will rescue me, but I know there is no one, only me and myself. He is not a robber, and he doesn’t want anything but me. I tried to open the door and windows, but I don’t know why I couldn’t open it; it seems that he locked it from outside, and how did he do it? I don’t have an idea. I went inside my room and picked the ballpen I found on the table beside t
I heard the doorbell ring twice while I was watering the flowers in our backyard. I am not expecting any visitors because I don’t have visitors. That is why I am wondering who it is. I put the hose down and closed the faucet to check who was the doorbell. “Yes?” I asked the pregnant woman standing in front of me “Is Fernando there?” She asked with a shy voice “I need to talk to him”, She added while she was touching her belly. I know that she is Belinda, and she is pregnant, and my dad is the father, and she is the reason why my mom and dad are always fighting. I look at her, and I look at her belly. I guess the baby is already in the sixth month, and I feel excited about the baby. Finally, I will have
I opened the door of my parent’s room, and before I got inside, I already felt the tension, sadness and pain that lingered inside the room. The bed is clean and well covered, the smell of mama’s perfume with the smell of the brandy that she is drinking every night. Mixed, that filled the whole room. I went inside and sat in the bed covered with a purple velvet bedsheet. I roamed my eyes and realised how big the room was. With air-conditioning, a flat-screen that is almost bigger than the wall, polished floor and big cabinets. I realised that we almost had everything. The house, cars, and wealth are supposed to make us happy. But it is just material things because no matter how rich we are. Still, we are not complete, daddy is not content, mama is not happy, and I don’t feel love. Things are just things. I can still hear my mother’s cry every time she lies on this bed without her husband lying next to him. The pain that she is dealing with everyday, th
We went to the chapel near our home early in the morning. Maybe it just takes us fifteen to thirty minutes to drive because the chapel is just a few blocks away. “You go ahead,” Echo told me. “Why?” I asked “Because I am not feeling well, my head is aching,” He answered. “I will wait for you here inside the car”, He added. “Okay,” I said and kissed him. I got out of the car and went to the chapel by myself. I am so excited while taking my steps to the chapel. My heartbeat was fast because of excitement. I remember that this is the chapel that we always visited every weekend
I woke up without noticing that it was already six p.m. I fall asleep with Echo in his arms. I almost forgot that I have a dinner date with John, so I take a bath, wear my sexy dress to mesmerize him, and put on a little make-up in the front of the mirror. Light foundation and red lipstick that matches my daring black dress. PERFECT TRAP TO CATCH A MOUSE. “You look so beautiful,” He said and smelt me on my neck and touched my soft and smooth arms. “Here’s the plan, baby”, He whispered in my ear; his warm breath makes me a little horny and makes me want to grab his thing down there, but we have time for that. What is important right now is our plan. “I will wait for you inside the car while you will go and meet him,” He said While looking at me in the mirror. His
It’s early in the morning, and I am drinking coffee on the balcony. The smell of fresh flowers makes my morning great while looking at the people passing by. I suddenly remembered my laptop hidden inside my cabinet and my social media account that I hadn't checked for long. Since I got depressed about nanny Silva’s death, I hid my laptop inside my cabinet and promised not to engage in any activity because I hated the world when she died, but now I am ready to use it again. I went inside my room and kissed Echo first on his forehead because he was still sleeping. I got my laptop from the cabinet and went back to the balcony. I plugged it in and turned it on, and I wondered why there was a crack on the screen. Maybe I dropped it accidentally, but that’s okay. It is still working even though there's a crack on the screen. I opened my Facebook account and checked what was trending or what was viral. I saw funny posts from friends I
I woke up early because I smelled the aroma of the coffee downstairs that energized me. Maybe Echo is already awake and preparing coffee for us. I comb my hair, brush my teeth, and change my sleeping dress to the ordinary dress I always wear before going down. I also heard the beautiful song that is my nanny Silva’s favorite. It’s Annie’s song from John Denver. I didn’t know that Echo knew that song, too, because I remember when nanny Silva was still alive. She loved to play that song every time she was doing the household chores. I noticed that the windows were already open. The thing that Echo didn’t do. He never opens a window, neither do I. The sunlight passes through the window, telling me that the morning is good, making my morning slightly different because I am not used to it. I went downstairs to check what was going on with loud music and the aroma of the coffee