The forgotten child

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Chloe Mercer

The forgotten child.

He was choking, gasping for air, his throat grew tighter and tighter, the swelling on his neck grew rapidly, in less than a minute he was on the floor gasping for his last breath. Catherine froze in fear, she knew there was nothing she could do, it could not be stopped.  Her arms were wrapped tightly around him, she could feel his heart pounding faster and faster against hers, as he fought for his breath.  He reached out towards the cold, slippery wall and dug his nails in deep, like he was trying to hang on to life. “Help! Help do something Please, please, please help him, I’m begging you,” she screamed, “Can’t you see he is dying.” She begged in desperation to the sly, unshaven man in the corner, who sat motionless staring as if he could not see what was happening.  As she pleaded for help, she felt James go limp in her arms his life slipping away. Her hands dropped and his body fell with a thud to the floor, she knew he had taken his last breath.  The Man stared at James, showing no feelings.

He stood up, grabbed James by the ankles and without any effort slung him over his shoulder and pulled him up the concretes steps.  The door slammed shut, the last bit of light disappeared, Catherine fell to the stone floor and sobbed, the echoes of her cries could not be heard.

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 “Where was he found,” asked Emily Gray, a professional forensic scientist.

 “Face down at the bottom of a cliff, probably an accident by the looks of it, but I am worried about the considerable amount of bruising on his left arm, also the rope burns round his ankles. The other forensic scientist in the room answered. She carried out her autopsy until she came to the large amount of swelling on his neck. “That looks like an allergic reaction to something,” Emily Gray said, “We will have to speak to his mother about his medical history being ...

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