Annabeth Willis Apt. # 0502E

The news of the excitement that would come that night first came to Annabeth at work. At work where she still glanced at the autopsy of Mr. Evans wondering what was going to happen now that the police had more information about his death. Pondering the next moves of her new police officer friend, Linh, Annabeth was startled by the sound of someone entering her office. It was one of the fellow nurses, informing her about the shooting star that would across over the town. The gears inside Annabeth’s head began to spin. What should she wish for? Was there anything she wanted enough to wish upon a star? As Annabeth racked her brain, she could sense that everyone in the town was doing the same thing as her. Trying to find the best wish for the situation. One half of Annabeth wanted to wish for something material, like new shoes or a raise at work. But the other half knew there was something more sentimental she could wish for. The sentimental half won. Peering out her window, Annabet...

Lamar’s meet up was a bust. Nobody really knew anything, Annabeth was disappointed. She was hoping for more details about Mr. Evans but she got nothing. Her suspicions about Lamar were now just a fleeting thought. At the diner, Lamar looked as frustrated as Annabeth felt now. It was clear to her now that Lamar was not the killer and he just wanted to catch the killer. The disappointment Annabeth felt was a brief feeling. It was mulled over before she fell asleep that night but was gone the next day. It wasn’t until she walked into work that she was reminded of everything and Mr. Evans. There sitting in her office was one of the police officers, Annabeth thought her name was Linh, maybe. She wasn’t quite sure, like her the officer was new to this town. “Good Morning, Nurse Willis,” the officer said to Annabeth as she entered her office. “Good Morning,” Annabeth paused not wanting to get her name wrong. “Officer…” “Officer Luong,” the officer finished for Annabeth. “But ple...

Cause of Death: Puncture wound to the stomach That was what Annabeth was greeted with when she entered work. The autopsy of Mr. Evans laid on her desk. Flipping the file open, everything fell into her lap. Not literally but figuratively, She now knew the details. All the gory details. With that in mind, a part of her started to wonder if this would make her a target of some kind. Thinking back to the invitation she received from Lamar just yesterday. If Lamar could find her and already knew what she knew about Mr. Evans, so could the killer. If they were still even out there. In her state of panic, Annabeth considered not attending Lamar’s get together at Alice’s 24 hour dinner. What if Lamar was actually the killer and he was trying to throw everyone off by seeing how much they knew. And then he would also killed whoever knew the most. Annabeth’s level of panic increases significantly, considering the fact that she probably knew the most as someone with the autopsy right in front ...

One week had passed since the tragic events that struck Annabeth’s new residence. She didn’t personally know Mr. Evans nor had she ever had a conversation with that lasted more than a few seconds. However, she still felt impacted by his death, the whole town seemed to actually. It was like the sun had gone away, taking any sense of normality with. What replaced the sun was a giant storm cloud that refused to leave. Everyone seemed different, even to Annabeth, who hardly knew anyone, she could tell the town was emitting a different vibe. And she did not like it one bit. Annabeth was at work when she heard of the upcoming event. At first, she thought it was a ridiculous idea, the people in this town wouldn’t go to a concert only a week after someone was murder. Much less the concert of someone no one knew. Annabeth was wrong, a rare occurrence. The sun was slowly coming back with the storm cloud retreating as people began leaving their houses in excitement for Conrad’s concert. Walking h...

The day started with the sound of pouring rain on the window. Annabeth clumsily made her way to her window, still half asleep she peered out of her window only to seen nothing. She squinted her eyes trying to get a better look at the world outside her apartment. Still, she couldn’t see a thing, it was raining too hard. This was one of the things Annabeth needed to get used too, the constant rain. She had just moved from the sunny place that was always filled with bright colors to a rainy town that was never any color but gray. Annabeth turned the doorknob, it hit the tile floors with the loud clanging sound. Annabeth jumped and sighed under her breath. Every time she tried to leave her apartment, the doorknob fell off. She was mad at herself for still getting startled, she had been living here for two months now, she should be used to it. She hastily put the doorknob back into place and left her apartment. In the back of her head, she reminded herself to find the maintenance man,...