《Fake Identity》


 Prologue

    In a world full of hope, tragic, and deceive, we wish we would forget the things our eyes have seen.


    Blood.... There''s blood everywhere.


    I-..I killed him. I can''t believe I killed him.


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    "She''s in here!"


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    Huh?


    Oh, the police are here..


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    "Elle!"


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    Gretchen too..


    I could hear their footsteps, they were getting closer..


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    "Elle where are you!?"


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    ..


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    "ELLE!"


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    Gretchen had saw me in a pool of blood.


    She scanned her eyes to my left, and saw my mother who was dead next to me. Then, to the center of the room, where her killer layed. He was shot. Shot by a gun I had held with my bare hands..


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    "Oh my gosh.. Elle what have you done!?"


    "Please... Please help me.." I whisper.


    "Get her out of here!"


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    The police had arrived right behind Gretchen. They took her out of the basement, then took a look at the man.


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    "Is he..dead?" they question.


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    He is


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    "Check for a pulse."


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    ...


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    "There''s isn''t one..


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    They looked at me frightened


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    "Honey what happened?"


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    ..


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    "Are you okay?"


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    ..


    What had happen?... Am I okay?


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    He killed my mother. No, no I am not okay.


    Fail to reply I had fainted. Idon''t know what happened next, but the next day I woke up in a hospital room.


    My name is Elle Martins, and this is the beginning of my story.