A Little Detective I came home from another day at the beach. Today was a bit chaotic, but what would you expect for Saturday. Anyway when I came home it was unusually silent. We live in a house the size of two small sheds, so you can normally hear everything that's happening. But to day was different. As I walked into the living room I saw a trail of blood. I followed it. It led in the kitchen then, my bedroom the the bathroom where I found horror! My mum had her eyes shut under the water of the bath. My dad had a knife next to him and I'm not going to the details. I fainted in shock. When I awoke I was in my bed. Suddenly I remembered what had happened. I ran into the bathroom where I found policemen wondering around. " your wake good," said one,"could you answer some questions?" "sure," I replied "were you here when it happened?" "no!" "do you know anyone who hates your parents enough to do it?" "no," "interesting?" he said and with that he walked off. I lived with my aunt while they investigated. Everyday I asked my aunt if I could go to the beach as normal, but I didn't go to the beach...

A Little Detective The sun shone through the depths of the sea. The calm waves lapped gently onto the golden sand. Chattery children playfully built sand castles and buried their parents. I was sitting on the sea wall peacefully eating my lunch. A lovely battered cod with chips to side. It was amazing. I was an only child and my parents were always working but everyday they gave me twenty five to thirty pounds so I could buy myself food and drink. They worked and worked my parents. Always came home with exhaustion all over their faces my dad sweating and my mum had cuts or grazes on her wrist or arm. It was awful! My family was very poor so my parents had to work twice as hard. That's why I loved today because the peacefulness and the happiness that surrounded me, made me forget about having a troublesome #life. It helped me remember that there is joy in #life if you just take a moment to look and think about it. But not every thing could stay like that. The horror happened next...

I've stared writing a story but it's kinda rubbish. It's called the diary of a broken heart.

The Diary Of A Broken Heart Dear Diary, 03/01/12 I feel that every day I never get more popular. Popularity is very important in my school, if your not popular you invisible. The weird thing is though Tyler keeps on looking at me but not in a disgusting way, like everyone else, bit in a normal way. Tyler is the cutest, most popular boy in school. Today in drama I got picked to be his drama partner! Me! We decided to do a romance sketch. Today was assume but tomorrow will be evan better! Dear Diary, 04/01/12 Today was better!!! We stared rehearsing and the romance sketch he wrote was perfect, there was evan a kiss! During rehearsals Miss Willmire came to see how we were getting on. "So what's the sketch about then?" she asked. "Well," I stammered,"we're doing a romance sketch and in the end Tyler's character dies and we do a kiss to bring him back to #life." After that she went out of the room. Okay so that bit wasn't better but we went al the way through the sketch and when it got the the kiss...I bent down and kissed him gently. That was for about two seconds but I did get to have my fist kiss.

Hi. I'm not sure what to write so if you have any ideas that would be great! Thanks.