The red clouds shifted in the sky. The sun would soon rest behind the horizon and darkness would envelop us. We sat on top of her red 1987 Mustang, the cool metal was like a river. We drifted off to a silent world were the sunset was forever and the population was only two. Subtle music was playing in the background, the base followed the rhythm of my heart. It was pacing faster towards the crescendo. Her fingertips touched mine, the amp blew. Electricity danced in the sky. Auras of purple and blue accented the red clouds.

Party for Big Jake

(Babysitting with Daniel)

"Tell us another story, Kennedy begged Daniel, please!" The little girl looked at him with big doe like eyes. Anthony; Kennedy’s brother, also pleaded, "Just a Quick one before you leave, Ok?” Daniel looked into the two children’s imploring eyes, then his girlfriend Gabrielle, and finally Mr. and Mrs. Henderson’s. They all smiled each nodding their heads in agreement.

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Case #18: Hickory, Dickory, Doc:  Case of the missing mouse

“Hickory, Dickory, Doc. The mouse ran up the clock. The clock struck one the mouse ran down. Hickory, Dickory, Doc.”

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Case #16: The Gingerbread House Caper

I've been thinking about how, at one point in your life, you can look forward to a certain day for a whole year with such hope, anticipation, and nervous excitement... and then suddenly the clouds roll in on life and it becomes nothing but just another uneventful, depressing, monotonous, gray day; so plain that you almost forget what day it is.

In recent years, this week held a special anniversary for me, and I had planned on making it an hugely important and special anniversary for the rest of my life, but things didn't work out the way I intended.

John slid down the stairs in a daze. His bare feet slapped audibly against the chilly steps, his hand ran down the small dimples of the egg-shell white wall. It was cold that night, the coldest night so far, and the rest of his family lay bundled under fabric cocoons atop of their adaptable, NASA-inspired mattresses.

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Case #16: Some Where’s This Side Of The Rainbow

“There’s no place like home, there’s no place like home, there’s no place like home…”

It was a night before Christmas, some random holiday song was blaring over the cacophony inside the tiny apartment. Dressed in a plaid knee-length dress, she was surfing aimlessly through the seemingly endless crowd. Minutes later, she could feel the sturdy curved side of the wooden end table, “finally, a breather”, she thought to herself.

**Don't know if you guys will even like this but I wanted to get Emma's secret out. Hope everyone enjoys it. Suggestions are welcome! Oh and sorry there is nothing from Freya's point of view but..I am tired and don't know what to write. So hopefully you can just take this for what it is. Sorry in advance for any grammar/spelling mistakes.**

Tristan

**Just a continuation. Sorry it took so long. I haven't been able to decide what to do with this. Got a good idea of what I am going to do now though...Critique please! Sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes.**

Tristan

Ses belles boucles dorées dansaient sur front alors qu’on eut une risée. Ses yeux bruns disparaissaient derrières ses paupières. Son petit nez frétillait de bonheur, ses belles lèvres rouges et bien tracées laissaient s’échapper des petits rires.

Smoldering cigarette dangled loosely on her pair of chubby lips as she went silently down the dimly lit corridor. As closed doors went passing by, slivers of smoke snaked out of her stained teeth and faded floorboards creaked under her heavy strides. She eventually stopped before a wooden door when another white curl of smoke escaped into rustic air, leaving behind indiscernible trails on the yellowing wall. She lifted her burly hand and the door slide open ominously under her gentle push.

He had forgotten how long he had stayed in the kitchen for. The only thing he remembered was that when he had entered the room,the sun was shining brightly. Now there was only darkness..

He was sitting,arms on the round wooden table,hands holding on to a purple-and-black hat, eyes focused on it. He still remembered the day she had given it to him. It was a beautiful summer day, and they had gone to the beach, walked along the sea side, shared beautiful moments.. Then, towards the sunset, she had given him the hat.

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Case #15: The Farmer And The Troll

“Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water; Jack fell down and broke his crown and Jill came tumbling after.”

Hugging her favorite plush rabbit, baby Jasmine was sound asleep in her mottled, wooden crib. She laughed and drool went trickling down her chubby cheeks, it must have been one sweet dream. Beyond the infolded sanctum of security, sorrow and dread reigned.

Deep sorrow streamed from deep love.

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Adult content Warning.

She sat overlooking the pristine lake where everything started, wind gathering in her hair. Few strands of stray hair caught in her face. She realized she missed her short hair years as she tugged them back. But she kept it long because he told her how he liked long, cascading hair framed her olive face. Sultry, she remembered him saying.

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Case #13: The Case Of The Missing Candlestick Maker

“Jack be nimble Jack be quick, Jack jumped over the candle stick.”

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Case #12: Mary’s lost little lamb

“Mary had a little lamb; its fleece was white as snow. And everywhere that Mary went that lamb was sure to go.”

Now we’ve all heard this nursery rhyme before but have you ever wondered what it all meant? I mean who was this Mary dame and what was it about her that this lamb found so infatuating?

Couple more Pages posted on "There Comes a Time"

Someone once told me to believe in yourself and you can conquer even the greatest obstacles in your life. I never thought that would pertain to me, but it did. Living the life of an 18 year old wasn’t as easy as they said it was. It actually was harder than I thought. I had sat alone many nights wondering the same thing. What is the meaning of life? What should I serve as a human being?

I left a world that was so beautiful, blessed by even the gods up above. I left because I had to find myself. Find what was haunting me, what was eating me up inside. I left because a once cherished fruit that was now rotten. A once appealing work of art, turned vandal. I left because I was hungry for a new beginning. Was this new beginning what I wanted? Or what I just stuck in my ever-rambling head. I was not thinking strait at the time, but who does in a situation as my own. Evervecent valleys of gorgeous sunsets I once saw.

He saw her get off the train he was riding. For a moment, he thought his mind was playing tricks on him. But no, there she was, wearing the black three-fourths shirt and black shorts he loved seeing on her. Her black hair cascading down her back. It’s longer and shinier than he remembers. He felt a sudden urge to run his hands through her hair.

“Excuse me.” He heard someone behind him say to him harshly. He woke up from the stupor that his ex-girlfriend put him in.