The Diary
It was 10P.M. at midnight in the winter, and the cold wind was whistling on the highway. A lonely wooden house stood in the wind silently. If there was a passer-by, he would find that smoke was ascending slowly in the dim light without a chimney on the roof of the house.
In the airtight room, a pretty little girl was writing on a fancy diary. Her long, curly, hair hanged down loosely. Her grey eyes were blinking in a strange pattern, just like the typing machines. Her pale hands were covered by tons of rough cracks and full of red wrinkle. She was concentrated on the diary. Her hands moved stiffly, and she was writing:‘dad and mama are sitting at the table, and they are having a sharp conflict.’ Suddenly the wind has come up and gabbled like a lunatic in the flimsy window frame. The leafy trees creaked and groaned in the shrill wind. But the girl ignored the scene outside and continued, ‘dad gets so exasperated that he grabs a chopstick and stabs it into the big blue eyes of mama’s, mama cries out loudly because of the unbearable pain. So she uses all her strength to get the knife beside the steak and pricks it in to the chest of dad’s, both of them smile on their romantic wedding date…’ Outside her black strange door, some terrified screams shouted in silence, straight after was the sound of the crashing tables. After couple of seconds, everything went into the peace. Some scarlet blood slowly spread into the girl’s room. A bloodthirsty smile climbed on her lips, and then, she disappeared in the lonely darkness…
On the headlines to the next day’s newspaper, there was a piece of horrible news: Husband and Wife Died in Their Room, and Their Child was Disappeared……
Standing at the crime scene, Officer Lee suddenly had a strange feeling; it felt like something gloomy was stretching on his heart. He could feel a gross claw was stroking on his weak spine. He was the person who took the responsibility to detect this murder. But he was bit regret now....