리틀팍스

Hello, littlefox readers, I'm back, even though I'm qutting littlefox 7 days later with my last story series, I guess. this story, is very meaningful to me. So I hope you will watch this story carefully, and meaningfully. thanks. Hope you enjoy the story.



 Bryce: Main character, trying to find what happened with colin.

 Colin: Bryce's best friend who died in a mystery.

 Colin's mom and dad: Trying to find why their son is dead with Bryce.

 John: Colin's another best friend, and a little, suspicious.

 Colin: August 14, after school.

  School ended, finally! Today, Colin didn't came. My teacher said Colin was missing, but it is probably nothing. I was kind of worried, but didn't care much because Colin was bad at finding the right directions. once, when we went to a field trip, We found Colin an hour later in the mountains. Colin was watching butterflies, haha. I went to home right away, to my apartment. Today, I decided to go to the forest path, because the weather was great today. After a little bit of walking, I saw a mannequin shaped thing lying in the grass. I got a sudden interest and went closer. Then, I fell with horror. It was a person....and that person was my best friend Colin. I couldn't believe my eyes. Colin, was dead with blood pouring from his head. I was freezed like ice. My best friend, Colin.......died. Colin, died.

 #Chapter 1: Why did he die?

 August 14, My best friend colin...died. I don't really know how he died. Nobody tells me, or is it that, Nobody "knows". Only yesterday, I played with colin, and joking with each other. and Today, I heard Colin...was dead. I...I can't believe it. that light-faced colin, my best friend since kindergarden, my best friend Colin...died. I can't believe I can never see his smile again, or talk with him.. Was it a dream? When I found his dead body, I was shocked, and I called 911 with my shaking hand, with my dead friend's body in front of me, (in America, 119 is 911.) right away. I tried to save colin, but he was already dead. I couldn't touch him, because I might get accused as the culprit. I was depressed and sad that I couldn't do anything. But, the weird thing was there was no evidence of someone stabbing him, or shooting him. like, it seemed as if....he..nevermind. 

 I found a note in his cold hand, saying "Help, I-". There were no words after "I", so I'm confused. There was no evidence that somebody killed him, but also it was weird that he just wrote "Help, I." if it was his last will before he die,...He woulve at least said "I love you, Mom, dad" or something. The police came. I was shocked, I didn't even had a chance to cry, because I was just...freezed. 

 The police went into a fingerprint inspect. But no fingerprints were found, except his fingerprints, and his parents. Colin's mom cried in silence beside, softly whispering,

 "Oh why, Why did God take my son? Just why...Oh, Colin....Wh...Co...lin....."

 She was a Christian, and she believed in god really much. She was praying in her knees, And I couldn't bare watching that. Meanwhile, Colin's dad seemed somehow mad. He was screaming in despair, shouting,

 "WHO KILLED MY SON, HUH? WHO! WHO! POLICE WHO KILLED MY SON? OH, WHO THE HECK DID IT oh..son....? Somebody just tell me it's a dream. SOMEBODY! Oh colin....oh. OH MY SON WHY!" 

 As he shouted and cried, stomping his feet, I could feel the anger and the sadness of him, I felt depressed, and I felt a little guilt. I couldve stopped colin's death by playing with him....or at least like talking with him. 

 Also, I was suprised that "John" didn't come to colin's funeral. John was also his best friend, and he knew that colin was dead. Why didn't he come? I felt a sudden suspicion, But I thought I should not just suspect someone that he or she is the criminal. right? I felt a strong "desire" to solve the death of Colin.