All Chapters of Thirteen girls....: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Although I was the next morning not as whacked as the day before, but I did not let the issue go, what it had with the strange name in my notebook up, who had drawn a faint whisper through my dreams. Also rang when my cell phone alarm clock, I still believed to hear a quiet voice that "Grit spiral" whispered. I shook my head to shake off so the remains of my dreams from me, then I got ready for school. While I was dressing, Wine struck with a paw in the air. Perhaps there hung a spider, with whom he was playing. I rarely had to spiders or bugs out of my room to remove our cats chased actually like and kept the house clean way. However, I also did not mind spiders on, moth I found a lot worse.On the way to school, I got a message from Britta who informed me that they had a first draft of Changying's side. We met at the main entrance and she gave me a copy, so I caught up with the okay of Changying's parents. They would like the site safely. Actually, it was even a double page

Well ... are the product of that time," began Mareike after we had held brief small talk and waiting for our orders. As our cups were now standing in front of us, there was no reason to bypass our real subject further. She opened her big black book and I could see that she had attached the articles collected properly. It started with two articles about the death of her sister Isabelle. In the photo could be her bracelet not see, but Mareike had grabbed a few photos with her sister in the folder. On one of them the bracelet was clearly visible and it looked to Changying really very similar. I had at that moment actually said that it did not see him only similar, but that it actually were the same models. I continue flipping and found"Well ... it really looks like Changying's bracelet," I admitted, looking Mareike quizzically. "But why should there be a connection?""I do not know," replied frustrated Mareike. "It's just a feeling. Here, look nevertheless. They were all

The tests were hell. I had the morning when I was waiting in front of the first test with the other in front of the classroom on our teachers, the feeling that I had forgotten everything I had ever learned. Worse ... everything spun wildly and showed just no sense to me more. At least was my first test in history and then put my nervousness when I finally read through the questions. In chemistry, I was sometimes so bad that I thought I would pass me right on my table, and before I fled Italian actually go to the bathroom because I had to cry. Not because of Italian, I was good in the tray. No.It hit me again with full force that Changying had actually done with my exams.We would have trembled in the morning together and exchanged behind us about what we had written to annoy us when we realized that we had forgotten something. The supervisory teacher even asked me if I really was able to take notes the exam. I really had to look horrible. At least after a few days lay

"Paula? He scratches at the door! "She cried and my heart jumped. Presumably, it was actually a burglar who had seen that our mother's house had left and now believed it was no longer there. Always shut off when they went shopping short and Lena was left alone in the house. Not to include Lena, my sister had to go out their own keys and could at any time. No, it was a precaution because of all burglaries in recent weeks. I closed the door also always off when I was home alone, sitting in my room."The police are on the go and I'm at home. Stay in your room, Lena, will you? "Mentally I begged the bus to go faster, hoping that it's not just now was a traffic jam or parking offenders. I stayed on the phone, but we hardly spoke, Lena wept silently in front of himself. When the bus finally stopped at my stop, I pushed out almost as soon as the doors began to open, and ran. I saw the patrol car as soon as I turned onto our street. It was empty, but ran when I on our property, I saw

For a while I let go Fergus step in and hung my thoughts. In recent weeks had so damn much changed. My best friend was dead, probably killed. Her killer was walking around still free, and perhaps he had committed other murders. I had my Abi in the bag would make a year abroad and thus further to live my life. A little made me all this worry, I said. Something I had been told anyone except Changying. Her it was gone as well. ended our lives as students and even if we were looking forward to the study, we were also both been nervous.And now I walked the whole counter alone.I would have been more comfortable to do all this with Changying. You might have gone through a year abroad. Oh, it was very probable. I could imagine how we could jointly looking for something in Italy and were then broken up together. That would not happen. I ran my hand over his face to wipe away the tears that had come to me and now slowly took my vision."I miss you, Changying." I was ple