Melissa Rodrigez:
Conspiracy
Chapter Three
One day at the foster home I decided that I was going to find the killer. Maybe they still had my dad. Maybe I could save him. I packed up all my things and looked at my room one last time. I spent almost 6 months at this place. It helped me move on. But now there are things more important that I have to do.
I stepped outside and breathed fresh air. It felt like I hadn't for ages. Then I walked around. The streets of New York seemed crowded with people. Any of those people could've killed my dad. I couldn't trust anyone.
Then I was walking around the park. The flower trees had beautiful pink flowers on them. Everything was so peaceful here. As if nothing had ever gone wrong. Everyone was perfectly fine. Except for me. I knew that everything could never be normal again.
Then I heard something, trees rustling. I looked behind me and no one was there.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: How do you guys like the story so far? I love your feedback! And I'm having so much fun writing this story for you guys. Many surprises to come.
- XOXO Allisa
