I wasn’t there

Don’t involve me

Your despair

I didn’t see

I wasn’t a witness

I cannot lie

It’s your fitness

Don’t ask why

Tessa🦋...

(I’m sorry for rushing again.)

My friend has been arrested and I’ve been asked to vouch for them. But I was never actually with them. What shall I do? Shall I lie to the police about what happened? Shall I say I wasn’t with them? This is a complicated dilemma.

I’m going to say that I wasn’t with them, but I know they wouldn’t commit a crime like this. Maybe then I’ll be believable. Maybe I’ll be...

He was right next to my eye. Our eyes might as well have been kissing because of how close he was

‘I know your lying, Dave’ the detective said, as he snarled at me

He was right, I wasn’t with Jace. I haven’t see Jace in the last 2 days, but I know he didn’t do it.

Because it was me.

Jace was my identical twin brother, he had lived a trouble life—as he chose to stray down the path of crime, del...

“I don’t understand. Why are you here?”

Dina looked quizzically at the two policemen standing on her step. One was a rather stout woman with short brown hair who looked to be about her mother’s age. The other, a very tall man who was completely bald, looked like some television star that Dina could not recall. They looked ludicrous together, like cartoonish figures.

“May we come in a moment?...

Kyle was always kind to me. I think it was because he secretly loved me.

Kyle was arrested last night as a suspect of the murder of our neighbour Daniel Smith. Kyle had listed me as his alibi, said he was with me at the time of the murder.

I must say I was very confused.

Why would he say that?

I wasn’t with Kyle.

Why would he say that?

I hated Daniel Smith.

I wanted him dead.

I wasn’...

My hands are trembling with reluctant anticipation. Staring eyes burn straight through me with every glimpse of content. The claustrophobic prison-like walls were all I needed to signify what was now at the risk for me. If friendships are meant to be strengthened by mutual trust and aid, then why do I have no compelling reason as to why I feel so strongly in debt to aid Corey after what he did tod...

Ella, why did you have to kill him. I cant protect you now. Your whole life down the drain. I wish I could do more. Ella, my love, you didnt have to do it alone, we could have found another way. A way we could still be together. But now we are separated by a pane of glass, I wish it were me on the other side, so you could live your life in peace and tranquillity. If only I were there for you, like...

A sharp rapping on the door, I look up, raise my eyebrow. At this time of night? This probably isn’t good.

I set my evening meal down on the side and slowly raise up from my comfortable armchair. My joints aren’t what they were. My ankles pop as I take the first step on the trek to the front door, visible yet somehow still seems so far away.

As I get to the door I slowly open the latch and ope...

The phone rang thirty seven times before Charles Whatley managed to scramble out of bed, down the steps, and into the kitchen to grab it off the wall.

“Uhhh ahem!” He cleared his throat. “Who is calling this late?”

“Charles Whatley, this is the Brantville Police Department, my name is officer Harris, I would like to ask you something.”

“At two in the morning!?” Charles barked in groggy frust...

“Why should we believe you? We know you two are very close.”

Their hands were neatly folded, as if to give off the illusion that the tension in the air was hidden by their very normal nonchalant behavior. There was nothing unnatural about how they spoke in deadpan unison. How their backs were unbendingly stiff regardless of how they moved, as if their vertebrae were hot-glued together. It wasn’t ...