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The Fair "The TV's busted again!" shouted Charlotte to her brother, hitting the television trying to make something of the fuzzy picture, "Oh wait, here we go, that's better, it's ok it's fixed now thanks." And so she sat down on the sofa with her bowl of Special K, watching the news, the next story came on, "A sixteen year old school girl was murdered last night just outside of a fairground in Ovalton, she was found with one stab wound to the heart and two to her lower chest. She was attacked after walking home at night alone," "Oh David, there's been another murder, a school girl this time," Charlotte called over to David, "That's the second this week, wasn't the other one near a fair too?" David said to his sister "Yeah, I think so, how terrible, her poor family, they must be devastated." "An eyewitness was called in and tried to describe to the police what the man looked like, and we hope this rough artists impression of the killer will help to identify him," At that moment Charlotte's four year old daughter came running into the living room and Charlotte's eyes were immediately taken off the television screen and on to her daughter, "Mummy, Mummy, fair, fair, can we go please, please?" she screamed into her mother's face. Charlotte looked up at David; she was worried about the murder at the fair last night. "Oh I don't think so darling," she said to Emily, her daughter. ...read more.


"That'll be �2.50, love, would you like anything else?" the woman replied. "No thanks," Charlotte said, with her hands deep in her handbag trying to find her purse. As she tried to get the coins from her purse she dropped them on the ground below her. "Oh gosh!" she said with an embarrassed laugh, bending down to pick them up. "Here let me help you," said a mans voice next to her. He was picking up the dropped 10ps from under the candy floss stand. As they both rose to their feet she met him directly in the eye. Looking back at her was a tall man, with dark hair and deep green eyes. Charlotte opened her mouth to say thank you but nothing came out. She couldn't talk; it was like all the air from her lungs had been taken away. All she could do was stare back at this man standing in front of her. But he broke the silence, "Here," he said putting the coins back in to Charlotte's purse that she was still holding, "I think that's all of them." Charlotte suddenly came to her senses, clipped her purse shut and put it back into her bag. "Thank you very much," she said to the man, "I don't know what I would have done without you." "Lucky I was here then!" he said back, "Let me take these for you." He took the three big candy floss bags from the counter and held them in front of him. ...read more.


He looked back at the woman in a heap in his arms. "Susan," he said to his wife in a quite whisper, "Be quite! People are looking!" his tone now was much more harsh and threatening. He took one last look at Charlotte, mouthed the word "sorry" and pulled the woman away, down another street and out of her view. Charlotte was worried about Sam and ran quietly down the other street after them, trying to make sure she couldn't be heard. She slowed down at a corner and peered around the wall. What she saw was awful. The woman that was with Sam was now on the ground in front of him. He was standing over her with a kitchen knife in his hand. She was looking up at him, her eyes said everything. She feared for life but was frozen with fear. Charlotte looked at Sam; he wasn't the same, who was this animal? He knelt down beside the woman and raised his knife bearing hand above his head, "Love you," he said to her before he lowered the knife quickly down, slamming it into her chest. She juddered and twitched a bit. He pulled the knife back out and stabbed her again, right in the heart. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her body went limp. Sam cried out and fell onto his dead wife's body, tears covered his face. He slowly got up, kissed her on the forehead and covered her face with his jacket. He looked around, Charlotte had to dodge behind the wall so he didn't see her and when she looked back, he had gone. All that was left was the body. ...read more.

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