|Truth Told in Darkness
Author: Deathberryart PM
Telling a story of the darkness and the murders of my friends from the start. How it Formed and how it ended. The story of darkness in truth, being there almost all the way. I was just as involed as them but yet, I couldn't protect them, couldn't save them. hopeless, I tell what happend and how this started. Being dragged in to the darkness, the dark SHE owns. The story has startedRated: Fiction T - English - Chapters: 2 - Words: 1,754 - Updated: 02-16-13 - Published: 02-11-13 - id: 3100314
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Story are tales of life, hidden in a shadow of darkness. Fear, Love, Hate, and other emotions are just as real, as storys that are told. Lies are add but truth is told. People think of ways to hunt down tales when there is millons in their heads waiting to be told... Why I sit here waiting for you to find out that im going to tell a story of a girl, that truth is told in darkness and fear, hope lost, and a reckless mind of ideas. She has just as much truth as you and fears just as much as every one... times ten millon... Her mind is a place of aw and creatitved, hidden in a sad look and no word. She had a story of something not even I could make any idea of, her world never could be placed up to theirs. Her hope was lost, in a long line of pain and bad luck. She never new she had a truth that could be told. The day I meet her, I was draged in to the darkness. I wold tell her truth, hidden in the darkness.
The summer time, of schools starting again. My high school year, 2nd year, that is. I had to talk to the first years... I was with a girl who didnt say a word, didn't look at anyone, and was alittle weird. At that time i had not a clue, she would be my best friend. Her blonde hair short, brown eyes, tanish fair skin, and kinda tall... Me and her were not the same at all. I had long black hair, blue eyes, really white skin, and really.. short. I throw a long sigh and her first words formed to my ears." Your name" ,was all she said. I laughted lightly.
"aha, toldly forgot to tell you my name, stupid me!" I replyed and she looked as though she had been slapped across the face by a stranger. "I'm Karu, Karu Tinter" I said with a small bow. I heard her giggle and i foun myself smiling ang then joined in.
"I'm Marina, Marina Kentan" ,she said smiling, "I never smile like this, your quite amazing, you know?" When she said that i plused and brusted into laughter.
"I'm just stupid and good at making people happy, nothing speical. Marina, you dont talk much, do you" I asked her and she noded, just as I had thought.
"Yeah, Karu, your the first person i talked to here, beside, I'm not good with poeple" ,she said and i could tell at that, she meant i have not friends... A part of me wanted say same but other words come out.
"Lets be friends, I like talking to you, Marina." Is what i said and later we became best friends, no one could get us away from each other. We were so close that she was like a sister to me.
"Sounds fun, lets be friends!" Her voice said happy, at that time, that moment, in that place, I didn't notice the darkness closeing in on me. Her darkness, the hidden story, laying under her smile of happyness. If I seen it then I would of run but now, I find myself protecting her. I make up my mind, that I would protect her from the darkness that was eating at us both.
4 years later
"Mirie, hon, Karu is her to see you" Johnan Castle yells out to Marina. 'After four year you'd think their love you live, but nope', I thought to myself. Johnan and Marina got married a year and a half ago, in the thried year in collage. I never love anyone but my friends and my family. Johnan, is handsome though. He is perfect for Marina. I use to love a boy but that was in jr high. Heidie, I think that was his name... I was never good with names. If I remember right, Heidie has light brown hair, green eyes, and fairly normal skin. Heidie, I wonder how he is doing now. Marina came down the stares.
"mon' John, dear, can you help me with dinner tonight? Karu is stay, I invied her." She said sweetly, "Are we going now?" She turned to me and asked.
"Yes, we better hurry, too!" i said with a smile, we work as, um, we hunt people down... Marina is a cop and I'm a FBI personal. Johnan is a cop like FBI person, or whatever. we walk out the door and that day of hell started, hopelessly.
"John, Mirie!" a voice say, a boys voice. "Its me, Paita" he say. short blonde hair, blueish eyes, and white normalish skin. His eyes meet mine. "And she is?" He asked, turning to Johnan.
"The wifes best friend, Karu Tinter" Johnan answers his question. "Karu, this is Paita Kier" he tells me and that name sound familer to me, but why? Why I would soon find out... Serima was waiting at the door of my office when i walked in. She seems mad, maybe its because im late?
"Your late! Miss Tinter, can you please look at this case? I dont think I even heard something queit like this..." Serima say with a sigh and i nod. "Oh, thank you!" She cried and hugged me.
"Let go, please and show me the case" I said and she let go, putting the file in front of me. "This is" i stare at in words dispeared, "Heidie" I mutter hopelessly.
"Yeah, thats the guys name, Heidie Owe" ,Serima said. "Do you know him?" She asked.
"I use to go to school with him, I never thought he would get murder! I want this case, Serima, please" I asked... More like begged her for the case. She noded with a sigh.
"Go ahead and take the case, I dont understand it and thought you would... But" she said stoping and looking at me. She didnt say a nother word until I did.
"But?" I asked.
"Let me work with you on it" she asked and I noded. "What, really? Oh, thank you!" Serima had a big happy smile on her face.
"Thanks for the case... When is Heidie fur-" I started and was cut off by Serima.
"Tomorrow at noon... Are you going?" Serima asked, knowing what I was going to ask. I noded and asked for tomorrow off, she was able to get it off for me. I went into my office and stare at the picture of Heidie murder. The room had blood all over the walls, his body was beat and batter, cuts all over, he was placed half way on the bed and half way hanging off... He was handsome, more handsome then when we were kids... I started to wonder 'if I had asked him to go out with me in JR high, would we be married and this not had happend?!'