The World Through My Eyes

Frank sat on his couch watching TV with his best bud Bob whilst drinking a few beers and just having a boring day in the house. Frank notices how a few things in his apartment are messed up and he quickly gets up to fix it. Trailing back to the couch Frank plops down, taking a huge gulp of his beer and smiles at Bob who downs the rest of his beer and stands up.

"I’m on my way out, see ya later!" Bob says walking his self to the door. Bob and Frank met in college at the "Stoner's Wall" as some called it. It was called that because it was the right wall behind the college where everyone tagged up and most sold weed or smoked it there. Frank in his college days was a huge stoner and Bob became his dealer. Through that a beautiful friendship started and they'd forever be friends they hoped.

"Well, I guess I'll see you some other time kid, see ya." Frank got up and hugged Bob a goodbye before walking back to his couch to laze around for the rest of the day.

It is a warm summer day out and I decided to take a walk around the neighborhood, which is a quiet and peaceful neighborhood, everyone is friendly and we all got along just great. But two things disrupted the calming peace. I notice as I walk past the park. A gorgeous young man with brown dark hair up in a fohawk, with deep hazel eyes, that I could get lost in forever. My eyes traveled up and down his body a few times before I notice behind him, the crime scene behind him.

I walk a little closer hiding behind the trees and bushes as this intrigued me. I'd never once seen a crime scene in my whole 22 years of living. This neighborhood has always been really quiet, calming and peaceful minus the few or so murders but lately I notice how more frequently the murders or crimes are getting.

Making my way over to the crime scene is fairly easy as I am a Ninja (honestly I'm not but I could be one at this very moment). The park is littered with bushes, flowers, and trees. The park benches are spread out across the park a nice freshly painted black and red color. The pathway went throughout the park in all sorts of way some making and 'S' shape others meeting in a circle.

"Hey! Stop right there!" The police yell and I jump on shock thinking I've gotten caught moving to the next bush of some rose bush. I peek up slowly only to see the police officer with brown hair, in his late forties talking to the young man who I walked passed. "Young man, we have to call you in for questioning." The police officer escorts the young man to the police car and I sigh thankful that I didn't get caught.

The body is still lying there uncovered and I scan the area with a once over look. My eyes zoom in on the murder weapon a SOG 15.3" Jungle Primitive Knife with Nylon Sheath, Black Finish, and also a Jordan's shoe track and I know right away how this murder went down. I head home soon after and my mind travels back to the crime scene hoping that whoever got murdered gets justice.

Little did I know that I'd be the one getting justice for the young man who died that very day.

Notes

Hi, so this is a new story I thought of. I hope you guys will like it. Please leave feedback, and subscribe. Also I will have a co-writer ashlee way. She shall be writing the next chapter. Also sorry for the shortness of the chapter. I promise they will get longer.

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Just A Broken Girl