Her death was due to mysterious circumstances and I was assigned to the case. My name is Andrew, detective Andrew. I am on a serous case that I have to do. she had been killed around her neighborhood in Wisconsin. They gave me a package of information about her. She was only 10 years old, 4 feet 5 inches tall. Her name was Amy, she was Mexican and Puerto Rican. she had brown hair that almost looked black. It was a Friday afternoon right after school when they went home. Her mother name was Anne her father name was Manny. Both of her parents said that she was on her way walking to her friends house about 6p.m, and then her friend called saying if she was coming over and said “she was suppose to be there already.” “Thanks its just that she is not here yet.” her friend lives paced the woods at least half mile from were Amy lived. There was houses right after one another.
It was night so they both took their flash lights, her parents went out looking for her they got to the woods and seen her body laying in the woods at least 20 feet from the side walk. There was a trail of blood and cuts on her arms and on her legs and waist. That was it the rest was up to me to figure out what happen. I drove to the woods were she was, when they last seen her. They say all her friends live around here. No wonder the house So I went to every house on the block and asked about her. They all said that she was a every bright kids and loves to hang around her friends.
Then finally I went to her friends house that she was going to. “ Hi my name is Andrew I am a detective, I got some questions to ask you about your friend.” “sure” her friend said. “ what is your name?” “ my name is Nichol.” “are you one of her best friends?” “ yes I am, she say that I am every first best friend.” ‘OK um.’ “ what was the last thing she told you before she left home?” “she asked me if she can come over tonight and I said sure.” “So she did not tell you anything else after she left.” “ No but I heard her mumbling something when she walked away, I barely understood what she said, but it sounded like she had a feeling that she will die tonight. That was it then she went home skipping.” “well thank you for your time.”
I thought about what she said that ‘she might have a feeling that she might die tonight’. That ran through my head half the time about the investigation. Stopped the car at the corner thinking about things ‘was she planning to die, did she walk into the woods and killed herself there, or did someone do it.’ Right know the only suspect there is Nichol. I thought to myself ‘ most of the time when friends- best friends here this they get emotional and cry when ever they hear of that name. but she did not she seemed glad about it.
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The next day I went to the department, and went to examine the body. When I went to go examine the body the cuts on the arm looked they were cut by a knife or a single blade the cuts on the leg looked like glass that someone broke. The cuts on the waist looked like it was cute by a sharp medal peace. Then after that I grabbed the black light and started at the head and down the body. There was finger prints around the ankle, which might explain why she ended in the woods.
Then I got a clue so I went to the woods. then i notice a piece of her hair on the sidewalk i followed the trail that this person could of done this. i found a knife by the third tree covered by leaves. then i found the glass two pieces of it by Amy. i didn't find find the medal piece or the a single blade. i walked to Nichols house in the back and seen that that the window was broken and the piece i had fit perfect were the window was broken. 'hummmmmm.' i started to search and i found the blade. that was all the things i found. i call the department, "get someone to bring Nichol to the station to be ask question because right know she is one of the suspects." " we'll get her in 15 minutes," thanks Detective Jose."
that brought her in and asked the same questions i did. they didn't see any emotional in her face so they kept her there. i brought in the evidence with some pictures that i took. took it to them and asked " why is the back of the house window broken?" she didn't answer before we asked that question again she admitted that it was her, " i did it OK I'm the one who killed her!" they were all shocked. we wouldn't think it was her, nobody bothered asking why she did it. they took her to a room to be alone. so two other detective came along with me to where it was at. it was quiet like all ways we got out of the car quietly. as i heard to men talking. "did you finish your job?" "yes i did." " is Amy dead?" "yes". we all took out our guns and walked slowly towards them. they saw us and froze.we didn't shot them but we cuffed them and but them in the back of the police car.
when we went to the department we put both if them into different rooms. then i went in the room were Nichol was. " why did you say that you killed your best friend." " its just i don't want to come back and forth and but it at an end." " well we found the real killer and now you are free." so my case was over i figured out what happened and was glad.
we walked into one room with the guy wearing a tan color shirt with really lose jeans. he had a scar on his right side arm, his top lip looked like it was cut and and his were in different direction. his left eye went straight and his right looked down. he had a small weird looking beard. he was a creepy man. he had also had blood on his shirt and on his hand. 'has he been killing lots more than just the one girl?' "what is your name sir?" "m-y- n-a-me i -is deigo." "where you from?" "i-m ffrrom Mexico." "how old are you?" "iii'mm 28 goooinnng on 29 iinn a-a weeeekkk." "there is going to be another person coming in here to ask you some question."
i went on to the next man he looked at least 5 feet 2 inches, he wore steel toe working shoes. with a black pants and a white, dirty shirt: looked like he was working on a car. he had brown eyes and looked Mexican too. i walked in asking him questions. "What is your name? how old are you and where are you from." "I'm from Mexico in 30 and my name is Adrian." "well someone will be comming in to ask you question in...5 minutes." i walked off filling in a paper about Adrian, now it is up to them to figure what happened.