There is links to photos of actors that looks like characters on my profile, for this story there´s one for Luce, one for Molli, one for Shawn and one for Stan/ Joe. Go check them out and tell me what you think.
And also, I know people in GB usually don´t get summer holidays until like, middle of July, but I´ve moved it forward a little, to have some more time to work on

I walked down the aisle in the huge church, I had my head bowed down as I walked over to the coffin in the front, and laid a rose on the badge that read "Shawn Jason Teddie, 050614- 130709" I read a silent prayer, and then turned around and sat down between Mike and Molli on a bench, as the pastor started speaking. People were crying around me, everyone were crying, on the other side of Mike from me, Mike and Gina held each arm around Harry´s shoulders Harry himself was hugging Jeff, sobbing unstoppably.

When the funeral was over, and we had come back to the dumping ground, we all gathered in the kitchen, all of us helped to get ready for the dinner, and then when we ate, I just sat pushing the food back and forth on my plate. It was what I normally did, so no one really reacted before I laid the fork down on my plate with a bang.

"Guys," I began. "There´s something I gotta tell you…" I took a deep breath. "I was the one hanging that snare in the toy- cupboard. I received a letter from my brother. He´s trying to get here from Gota, but the long is long and dangerous, and I hung that snare there, because if he died, I would get in there and hang myself."

"Well, Sophia, we´ve got something to tell you too." Mike said and stood up, he walked over to the door and threw it open, out there Luce stood.

"Luce?" I stood up, and with my arms stretched out to give him a hug, but when I got close enough, he pushed me in the chest, so I fell into the table with a bang, it broke, and all the plates came down. Either on me or on the floor with bangs.

"How could you be so stupid?" I had never seen Luce this angry. "Hang a snare there? You should have been thinking that one of the smaller children could find it, now you´ve killed Shawn. You´ve killed his best friend!" Luce pointed to Harry. "I don´t want anything to do with you! And neither do them." He pointed to all the others. Luce walked past me and out of the kitchen.

"And now you´ve ruined our dinner."

"I spent hours with making this." Gina said, but I knew it was a lie, because the food had been ready half an hour before we got home, all the others stood up, and marched out if the room.

"No, please don´t do this… Tee? Molli? Jody? Mike? Gina? No, no, no…"

My eyes flew open, I was breathing heavily, and soaking wet of sweat. First I thought that it was the nightmare that had woken me up, but then I heard sobbing from the corridor outside my room, I kicked the covers off me, and tip- toed over the floor and out the door.

"Molli?" I exclaimed, and squatted down next to the crouched, sobbing girl on the floor. "What are you doing out here? It´s in the middle of the night!"

"I wet the bed…" she started, before sobbing again. I stroke her arm. "And then I tried to find the bathroom, but I couldn´t find it in the dark." I thought for a split second, and then looked to Molli again.

"Molli, the bathroom´s over there." I pointed. "You go in there, I´ll get you some new PJ:s, and then I´ll go change the covers at the bed… can you do that yourself?" Molli nodded. I walked over to hers and got the pajamas, then I walked to the bathroom and reached Molli the new PJ:s. Then I walked over to the cupboard and got the sheets I needed, before tip- toeing inside the room, and as quiet as I could changing the sheets, and going downstairs and put the dirty sheets and PJ:s in the bottom of the laundry- bag. Then I walked back upstairs, pulled Molli´s covers over her, before walking back to my room and laying down, but I just laid there, staring up in the ceiling.

Earlier today, or yesterday more likely, the clock had passed four a.m. Shawn had at least been breathing when the ambulance arrived, I hadn´t dared to tell the others I was the one to blame for this. Mike had gone with Shawn to the hospital, Gina stayed with us. The rest of the afternoon and the whole evening had passed by, without any phone calls from Mike, and at last, by midnight, Gina sent us all to bed. Claiming that Mike wouldn´t call at this time anyway.

I hadn´t thought I would be able to fall asleep after what had happened tod… yesterday. But after three hours of tossing and turning, I had finally fallen asleep… to the worst nightmare so far. I felt that I needed some fresh air, so I tip- toed out of the room, and up to the roof. I sat down, and looked up in the starry sky. I sighed, from the high- road, the far sound of a few cars was heard. I looked down, and then up to the sky, just to spot a falling star.

"Falling star" I thought to myself. "Gives me one wish." I sighed, and started talking out loud.

"Please… dear god… if you´re there, and the star. Please let Shawn be all right… I couldn´t live with myself if he died." I sighed once more, and looked down. Then I turned around, and climbed back into the house, no one would know I had ever been up on the roof. I tip- toed back to my room, I laid down in my bed. For some reason, I felt really calm after making that wish, and I fell asleep after just a couple of minutes.

When we were eating breakfast that morning, the phone began to ring. Gina took it, while all of us others were too nervous to take one more bite before Gina put the phone down.

"Shawn haven´t woken up yet! But he´s gonna live. Whether he´s got some permanent damage from the loss of oxygen is a bit early to tell, but the doctors have done some tests, and they think he´s gonna be just fine.

All the boys in the room except Harry laughed of relief, Harry hugged Jeff, Carmen and Tee hugged each other, obviously crying, Gina comforted Molli and Jody, and I, in the middle of it all, didn´t know what to do, so at last I stood up and walked upstairs, I got Shawn´s backpack, and packed some clothes, a few books I knew were his favorites, and his teddy- bear named Moonie. I threw the backpack over one shoulder and wrote a note for Gina that I left on the counter in the kitchen.

Taken some of Shawn´s things and gone with them to the hospital, taking the bus.
Sophia

I walked out, and towards the bus stop, after jumping on the bus, and going to the hospital. When I came into the hospital I stopped by the reception.

"Excuse me, which room is Shawn Teddie in."

"How old are you?" the receptionist asked.

"Thirteen but..."

"An underage can only come in with an adult."

"Yeah but…" I looked around, and spotted George not far away, I ran over to him.

"George, George, please help me, one of the kids from the dumping ground almost died yesterday, it´s my fault, I´ve got his things but I can´t get in because I didn´t bring an adult and…"

"Slow down Soph´ hold on a second… your fault?"

"Long story… Please help me to get in." George nodded.

"There´s a risk Katheryn will recognize me… then it won´t work… but just wait here, I´ll get something from the masquerade- box in the children´s apartment." George walked in and came back with his hands in his pockets . He pulled me onto the side and pulled on a leather jacket (which I presumed was his own) he used a fake- mustache, and a black knitted cap, then he pulled me back into the reception.

"´´Xcuse me miss, we´re here to see Shawn Teddie." Katheryn nodded.

"Three stairs up, second corridor on the left, room twenty thirty two." George nodded, and we walked together into the stairs.

"Thank you." I said, when George pulled of the mustache, and put the ring back in his eyebrow. I ran up the stairs, and threw the corridor until I had found the right room. I stopped for a second, and then opened the door and walked into the room.

It looked like Shawn was sleeping in his bed, but I assumed that he was still unconscious, Mike was sitting in a chair next to it, sleeping with his head on Shawn´s bed. I walked over to Mike and shook his shoulder.

"Mike… Mike."

"Yeah… yeah, what… Sophia? What are you doing here?"

"I brought some of Shawn´s things… could you just go out of the room for a minute… I gotta do something, Mike nodded and stumbled drowsy out of the room. I sat down, and pulled out Moonie and put it next to Shawn. I pulled out a book and started reading.

"Once upon a time… gosh what am I doing? I threw the book on the bedside table and took Shawn´s hand.

"I´m sorry…" I whispered. "That snare was meant for me I´m so sorry." I started sobbing and put my hand down on the bed, the thought that Mike might come back didn´t cross my mind until I heard the door open.

"Sophia… are you all right?" I looked away, and dried the tears with my sleeves.

"Yeah… yeah I´m fine."

"Do you… wanna talk about what happened?"

"No."

"Gina called… she´s worrying sick."

"Why… I wrote a note…"

"A note… what were you thinking?"

"Okay, okay, I´m going back." I stood up and walked out of the room, out of the hospital and to the bus stop. I took the next bus to the dumping ground, and listened to Gina´s lecture.

That afternoon Gina called down for house- meeting in the lounge, I already sat in one of the sofas and could see that Gina was angry about something."

"Mike called, Shawn´s woken up, he´s been speaking… He´s been saying, that someone had already put that snare in the cupboard… whoever did it, it was an irresponsible thing to do, and I want the person who did it, to step forward… now."

I didn´t have the guts to step forward, and then the phone called again, and Gina walked out of the room.

"So… who did it?" Joe asked.

"Yeah… Sophia? How did you know instantly what was happening when you heard that kicking from the cupboard." Stan said.

"Okay… I was the one hanging that snare there. But…"

"Why would you do something like that?" Carmen asked, and soon everybody had started talking, all at once.

"Wait… you don´t understand."

"So what is it we don´t understand… that you wanted someone of us dead…" Stan said.

He could just as well have kicked me in the stomach. I rushed out of the room, and blinded of tears I stumbled out of the dumping ground.

The next morning, George pov

I was late for job the next morning when I pressed the button on my phone so it started reading up the messages… unimportant… commercial… and then

"Hi Mr. Leslie, this is Mike from Elm Tree House. One of our residents almost hang himself yesterday…. It came out that the snare was Sophia´s, the others started blaming her, and I think she also blames herself, now it seems like she´s run away. I think we could need your help when she comes back…" An address was read, I didn´t listen to it, I knew where Elm Tree House was, I grabbed my leather jacket and ran out to the reception.

"Ruth, please cancel all my meetings today, it´s an emergency." I shouted to the receptionist, before running out of the hospital and to my car.

So… bet I gave you a major scare in the beginning of this chap. Please review.