Lonely Angel I'm sorry for what I didn't do, I had the chance, I never knew. I would've...I could've... Now what am I supposed to do without you? You said you'll be there till the end of me, That was a lie which I believed. My #life wasn't worthy to save, And yet,for mine, you gave yours away. You said it will be alright, Obviously that was a lie! "Don't be alone" was what you said, And then the next minute you were dead. I have lived a #life full of pain and sorrow, I was just a stranger in the shadows. Death, you never deserved, my friend. For my song was sure to end. And I stand in front of your grave, Weeping, as I stare at your name. For you,I'd take the blame, Of a brave friend I couldn't save "Oh, my friend. Forgive me. That I live and you are gone..."

A Little #poem I Made About Doctor Who Vessel of youth, Yet ancient eyes. Since the great war, The last of his kind. The Lonely Angel, The Oncoming Storm, The Raggedy Man, Whose hearts were torn. A young quirky man, In his old blue box. Travelling through time, With his friends that are now lost. Like Fire, Ice and Rage, he is, Night and storm in the heart of the sun, He's ancient and forever, And his story already begun. The Lord of Time, The last of his race. Eyes of old, And a changing face. Vessel of youth, Yet ancient eyes. Who is this man, That changes disguise? Tada!  I thank my sister (Hiilwis) for giving me those last two lines! 

Heeelloo Opussians!  Wooaahhh.. I haven't been here for 8 months  A little note: I've stopped writing my story 'An Old Enemy' because...well.. I'm stuck and I really don't feel like continuing it..  That annndd I've made a lot of mistakes in it ._. Sorry. But on the other hand, I started a new one  I don't know whether I should post it or not. It's not really that great..  Thoughts?

An Old Enemy //sorry for the late post. I had exams and had to study // Chapter 5 After dinner, John dropped me home. "When there's a new case, feel free to call" I recommended. "Why wouldn't I?" John said with a smile. "Bye" I said and left, leaving him with only a wave from me.I checked the clock when I got inside. "4 am?" I moaned. I laid on the couch, and fell fast asleep. Next morning was different. No cases, no calls, nothing. I had a dull lunch in a restaurant nearby; I ate nothing the whole day. Days passed by with the same routine. One Friday morning, at 3 pm, I received a message from Elizabeth. She messaged: "Hello Sophie. Hope your doing well. I just wanted to inform you that I finally got a job and in Scotland Yard! My dream finally did come true! And, I'm paired with John; I have no problem with you help solving cases with us. -ET" I smiled over the text, but soon my smile faded. "It has been a month, what is Mortimer up to?" I thought aloud. 2 Days had turned into weeks. On January 17 2013, Thursday, the day wasn't boring as I thought. Mrs. Monkford told me not to be so lazy and do 'something'. I obeyed and went to my favourite bookstore. I took a book from the 5th shelf, 6th one from the left from a bookshelf in the corner, after I arrived at the store.It was a hard-covered book, my favourite type. The book I held I my hand was from one of my favourite authors, 'Mrs McGinty's dead by Agatha Christie'. I admire her works. Just as I opened the book, I noticed Gary Bones, an old sweet man (in his 70's) who owns the bookstore, walk up to me. Gary owned the bookstore since I was 6. "Hallo, Sophie!" he said with delight. "Hello!" I replied "How are you?" "I'm doing well, thank you. How are you?" "Great" "I haven't seen you in 2 months! You used to come here every weekend, if I recall correctly. Where were you all these days?" "Busy" I lied. "Oh, I see. Busy with all the cases, eh?" I nodded. Gary turned pale;his face turned dull and grim and his hands were trembling. "Is everything alright?" I asked "Everything's fine" he said "Fine" he turned and went to proceed with his work. I watched him until he was out of my sight. "Problem at home, maybe. Best not to ask" I thought. After an hour of reading, I closed the book, put it back; I waved Gary goodbye and left. 3 3 days later, January 20. I got up, expecting the day to go more boring than ever. Well, I was wrong. 9:54am to be exact, I received a call from John; He sounded terrified. "Hi. No time to sit and chat, I need you here now. Oh, Elizabeth's not here yet, mind picking her up?" he asked "No. I'll pick her up and be there as soon as possible, but I need the address" I said. "Same place as Stacy's case. Same floor" "That's a bit odd. But yes, I'll be there. Could you at least give me some information about the case?" I asked. "I can't explain it on the phone. You need to see it. I have to go now, bye" he hung up.I threw the phone on the couch, in a hurry. I grabbed my coat and rushed to Elizabeth's house. I reached at her doorstep; knocked several times on her door and she opened it. "What- oh, hey" she said "Hey. No time to explain, but we have a case and John wants you and me there now. Could you please come?" I said in excitement. "Alright. Clam down." she said and shut the door. She came out a minute later with her long maroon coat and her hair pony-tailed. "Well, that was fast." I remarked "It's a new record" she said and smiled while I rolled my eyes. 4 We arrived at the scene of the crime; John was already waiting outside for us. I waved at him so he would know we came. We walked over to him. "It's the same flat as Stacy's case. Other than that, its very....different." he said."Follow" He went up the spiral staircase and we followed. John stopped near a door, looking at both of us. "Go" Elizabeth went in first. She screamed and came back out, breathing heavily. Now, it was my turn to go and take a look. I took a deep breath and went inside. What I saw, I couldn't believe. I wanted to go from there, quickly but I froze and I stood there. That murder, was so.. gruesome. It was beyond what a normal killer is capable of.. To be continued.

An Old Enemy Chapter 4 I woke up next morning. My head ached like hell. I had sinusitis since I was 6 , so I guess I'll just have to live with it. Just when I finished breakfast , the phone rang. I answered. "Hello?" said I. "Hey Sophie!" said John , my friend. "Hey John! Long time no see." said I "Yeah. How are you?" "I'm fine" I lied. "What about you?" "Stuck up in a case. Need you're help." John works for Scotland yard. He gives me cases to solve even though I'm not working with him. "Whats it this time?" "A murder. Its the strangest case I've ever seen!" "How strange?" "Stacy Stapelson , died today morning at 9 , 2 blocks down from you're house.There's no wound but there's a note written in blood. Care to come?" "I'm on my way" said I and hung up. I walked 2 blocks down. I reached and the whole place was crowded by police officers. I saw John talking to another police officer. I came up to him "Hey. Fancy taking me to the Crime scene?" "Follow me" said he. We entered a tall, old brick building . I can't believe I never noticed it. We went up the wooden spiral staircase until we reached the top floor. There was only one door and engraved upon it , was the number '214'. I opened the door, It was empty , completely empty except for the note and Stacy's dead body lying on the cold floor. "See?No wound" said John I examined the victim. She was in her mid 30's , happily married. No kids. There was fur on her sleeve , clearly She had a dog. I smelled her lips. I got up an studied the note. It was 6 feet above the ground. "Any clue?" said John. "5 , so far. Firstly , she was in her mid 30's , happily married. Second , she had no kids. Third , she had a dog. Fourth , she was poisoned. Fifth , the murder was 6 feet tall." "How could you possibly know the murderer's height and she was poisoned?" said John. "Simple. The murderer wrote according to his eye level and when I smelled Stacy's lips , you could smell poison , deadly enough to kill you" He nodded. You could tell he was slightly confused. "And what about the note?' asked John. I looked at the note again. It was written: "ETNS ENZS ETNS EZNS." Hmm...strange message. I wonder what he meant. "it might be a cipher" Said I. "A what?" asked John. "A cipher. Do you have a paper and pen?" "Yeah" said John. He took out a paper and pen from his pocket. It took me a lot of time to decipher it. "Aha!" I said at last. "It was a Ceaser Shift Cipher!" I exclaimed. "Hmm.. Strange.. I can't seem to comprehend the message." "What is it?" said John "It says ,'Tick Tock Tick Tock'." "What does it mean?" "No idea" "You better go now before my boss notices you" "What?! your boss is here?! I thought she never came to any cases!" I exclaimed. John's boss and I , never got along. We HATE each other. John boss's name is Amelia Riddle. God , I loath her. "She doesn't. Only the interesting ones" I nodded and we went down the spiral staircase. We reached outside. There were less officer's now and luckily John's boss wasn't there. "Can I offer you a lift?" said John , Smiling. "No. I'll walk." I said , smiling back at him. "Can I call you when I need you?" asked John. "Are you sure Amelia won't mind?" I said. "She doesn't have to know." he said with a mere grin. "Alright then. Goodbye" said I and left. While I was walking , I thought about the note. "Tick Tock Tick Tock" I murmured along the way. I reached home and just when I took my key out , I noticed my door was slightly opened. I took my gun out and opened the door as it creaked.My house had been robbed! I heard someone...moaning...no....crying. It was coming from the hall. I tiptoed my way , getting closer to the cry and i noticed that Mrs. Monkford was sitting on the couch with her hands buried in her face. "Mrs. Monkford! Who did this?!" I exclaimed. "He-He-He" she stammered. "What happened?!" She took a few deep breathes as I held her hand. I got her a glass of water.She didn't drink it.I saw her hand tremble in fear as she held the glass. "What happened , Mrs. Monkford?" I said calmly , for I didn't care if my house was robbed. "I came here to see you. You're door was open. I assumed you had left it open , by mistake. I entered and there was a man , looking for something. I don't know what it was though. He noticed me and he - " She burst into tears. I put my hand on her shoulder While she put her head on my shoulder. "It's alright Mrs. Monkford" I consoled her. She kept sobbing. I heard the doorbell ring. I went and opened it. "Hey. I heard what happened. Is everything alright?" said John. "Yes. Mrs. Monkford saw the person who broke in" We went to Mrs. Monkford , who was still sobbing. "Mrs. Monkford , could you tell us what he looked like?" I said , calmly. "He was a tall , scrawny , strange looking bloke. He had light brown hair and he was wearing a long light brown coat and he had a walkie-talkie in his hand. Luckily , I heard the other person on the walkie-talkie say , "Daniel"." Mrs. Monkford had explained. "Daniel Clarke" I recalled. "Isn't he?" John said "The second most dangerous man in London" "But he hasn't done anything in years. Why strike now?" "Someone's caught his attention. This has to be connected with Stacy's death. He could be the murderer." "Could be. We have to talk to Stacy's sister , get information." said he. "Let's go then." "Okay. I'll drop Mrs. Monkford. You wait by the car" "Alright" We dropped Mrs. Monkford home. She was better now. We went to Stacy's sister house. I tried to open the door. It was locked. "Bad time. She must've gone somewhere" said John I looked down for clues. I saw a small book in the corner. It was wet. "Look at that. That book is wet and it hasn't rained since 3 days."said I. "Must've gone for a holiday then" said John. I looked up. "Do you leave your windows open when you go for a holiday , John?" I took a bob pin and a safety pin and started unlocking the door. It unlocked and we entered. "You go look for clues in the bedroom while I search in the hall" I whispered to John. He nodded and went into the bedroom. I tried to search in the bedroom but there wasn't any clue.I took the photo frame which had been placed on a small wooden table. Luckily , he had left his Fingerprints. Suddenly , out of nowhere , somebody started choking me. "Long time no see" the person whispered in my ear. I knew it was Clarke. "John" I cried , hoping he would come. "Yeah. What is it ? Found anything?" he said. I could hear his footsteps and so could Daniel. Daniel made a run for it. I kept coughing. John entered the room , surprised when he looked at me "Go after him" said I. John saw Daniel and started running after him. I sighed and got up. I came out of the hall and saw John walking towards me with Daniel. "Hallo Daniel" said I. "Hallo." he said , smiling. "Why did you kill Stacy?" "I was hired to" "So , who hired you?" He didn't answer. He kept smiling. I frowned. "Something's wrong" said John. "One push of a button and the whole Scotland Yard goes boom" he said , smiling. "Fine. We'll let you go" said I. "We've finally caught him and you're letting him go?"said John. "Think about it , John. It's either letting him go or the whole Scotland yard in pieces." I said. He nodded and let go of Daniel. "Thats better" said Daniel and started walking towards the door. Then , I realised.How could've I been so stupid?! Obviously , He couldn't blow up Scotland yard! He didn't have time to plant the bomb because he and the person who hired him didn't know I was going to be here! Now , I know all of you have one question in your mind , "How did I know that?". It's obvious because he didn't have that button to blow Scotland yard neither did he have a walkie-talkie or anything to communicate to anybody to press that button. Daniel was about to turn the doorknob. Just to see if I was right , I quietly said to John , "He lied" and I made sure I was audible to Daniel. I was right , Daniel made a run for it , again. "After him!" I shouted. John and I started chasing him. We finally caught him after tripping over garbage cans and running through alleys. "Caught you" said I. "It was worth a try" he said , grinning. "Who hired you?" I asked. "You know exactly who." "What did that message mean?" I asked. "You know" Yes , I did know I also knew who hired him but I didn't want John to know that I knew. "I called the police , they're on their way" said John Daniel laughed. The police took him and put him to jail. "Finally. The second most dangerous man in London , caught!" said John , smiling. "Yeah. It was quite simple , though" I said. "Simple!" he ejaculated. "Of course. All of it was obvious" said I. He nodded. "Hungry?" he said. "Starving!" said I. "I know just the place" he said and smiled. We went to eat. I couldn't eat properly at all because I recalled what James had said when I last met him. 'Tick tock goes the clock the games begin. Tick tock goes the clock whose gonna win?' And I feared , he might win.