Chapter 3

I heard sirens coming down the road. They were loud. The investigators inspected the crime seen.Then they flipped my foster moms body over. There were axe marks in her back. Then we were questioned. They asked us questions like: "Where were you when she was murdered" "What were you doing". After we were questioned they left. That's when I saw her standing she walked towards me blood dripped as she walked. "Who killed you?" I asked. She stuck her finger in her axe mark her face screamed pain pulled it out and wrote a letter. It was a V. "What does that have to do with your murder?". Then her ghost disappeared. I dropped to my knees balling. Zoey came to my rescue and held me in her tiny 10 year old arms. "Its okay." she whispered in my ears.