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I'm back with chapter 2, I know it's a short one but I hope to make them longer. I was surprised on how many reviews I got, so I want to say thanks to all that have reviewed:
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Chapter 2:
"Lizzie, Lizzie?"
Jo McGuire knocks on her daughter's door, at 6:30 A.M. in order to wake her up for school. However, after three knocks and after calling Lizzie's name several times, Jo tries the door handle.
"Lizzie?"
The mother's concerned voice calls again as she steps into the dark room. She looks around, and doesn't see her daughter on her bed.
"L…"
Upon looking down to the carpet, Jo's scream of horror and shock can be heard all the way downstairs.
In the downstairs kitchen, Matt was pouring himself a bowl of cereal when he heard his mom scream. Dropping the box on the table, Lizzie's younger brother ran up the stairs.
"Mom, what's wrong? What's going on?"
Matt stopped in the doorway of his sister's room, looking down at Lizzie's body, covered in blood.
"Matt," the younger brother whirled to see his father behind him, "call 911."
With out another word, Matt pushed past his father and ran towards the downstair's phone.
"Hey Gordo, have you seen Lizzie?"
Miranda inquires of her best friend, as they stop at there lockers before lunch;
"No," Gordo replies, "I haven't seen her since after school yesterday."
"I've been worried about her," Miranda says, leaning in closer to Gordo who was busy putting books on the top shelf of his locker, "I'm sure she's fine, can you help me with this locker door?"
The two students slam his locker shut before heading to lunch;
"What do you have?"
"On what?"
"On the baby girl found at the side of the road last night."
Jack Clones stands against a wall, in Doctor Lareina Gonzalez's office, twenty miles from where the dead baby had been found the previous night.
"Well," Lareina began, "I actually have good news. The baby that you found last night was a stillborn."
"What?"
Jack says, leaning back against the hard wood of the wall, "it wasn't murdered?"
"No," the doctor replies, glancing down at a sheet of paper lying on the table in front of her, "it was born dead."
"How can a baby just, die like that?"
"Mr. Clones, I examined the infant thoroughly; whoever the mother was didn't take good care of herself. I'm guessing that she most likely had no prenatal care; she probably had it in the back of the car you saw speeding away."
Doctor Gonzalez sighs and leans back in her chair, "the cord was found wrapped around the baby's neck and it was around her throat so tight that I could barely get my fingers under it."
Jack folds his arms and crosses the room to the door, "thank you Lareina, it's a little comforting to know that Jane wasn't killed."
The young dark haired woman raises an eyebrow, "Jane?"
"That is what they are calling her," Jack answers as he turns his back on her and reaches for the door handle.
"They?"
"The media," Jack replies as he walks out of the office and to his police car.
In her office, the young doctor can't believe that the news had gotten hold of something that had only taken place seven hours ago.
The young woman bows her head, allowing a few tears to escape her eyes. Sniffling, she reaches for a box of tissues and wipes her eyes.
"Any person would have taken care of her," she whispers, "I would have taken care of her."
Only two days prior, Lareina and her husband had been told that because of scar tissue in her uterus, she would not be able to have children.
She envied those that could;
00000End Of Chapter 2..