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Marj/Marjoured/ Glenda. Born on October 11, 1990. Certified Libra. A Fourth year student. Wannabe Atenean, Thomasian, Fighting Maroon, Lasallian. Loner. Misunderstood. Certified Bookworm. Likes all subjects except PHYSICS. Has a distant past. Frequents all the so-called "MASA" places. Has a short temper and one-track mind that goes well together. Word lover, number hater.The so-called "shock absorber" of the class. More?

As You Shed Your Tears, Don't Ever Look Back...

Part 4

As I browsed through the diary’s pages, I noticed that after the Feb. 4 entry, she stopped writing after that. I start to wonder what kind of relationship did the owner have with this particular person. Maybe, I thought, I won’t get any more clues after this. I almost start to give up when I came across another entry:

March 3, 2006

I thought you love me but why did you leave me? Why did you not defend me?
I asked you that and you looked down and said, “Because I love you.”
I did not answer but I tightened my grip on your shoulder.
I suddenly released my grip because it pained me.
You kneeled on the ground and pounded your fists against it.
As I start to walk away, I realized what kind of a fool I am, loving you
Then suddenly, I turned back and said these last words,

“As you shed your tears don’t ever look back.”

I close the diary with a sigh. So this is how everything had turned out for these two souls. I pity them so much. I know that life is so harsh on them. Maybe their families won’t allow their relationship to go on or maybe they had a lover’s quarrel.

But something’s not definitely right.

I look at the handwriting carefully. Then I took my hand glass and peered through it. I tried to dust for fingerprints but I didn’t get a single inkling on who the owner might be. So I decided to make notes about it. I took my notepad and my pen and started scribbling.

Crime committed

When: April 3, 2006
Where: High School building, Wuthering Heights Academy
Evidences gathered:

Before I wrote my evidences down, I took a pair of large tongs and some clear plastic from my overnight bag. I started picking up the evidences as I noted them in my notepad.

ü Set of blades
ü Shin guards
ü Kick pad
ü Victorinox Swiss army knife
ü Stick of glue
ü Bloodstained handkerchief
ü Diary

And when I came into the place where I last seen the murderer, I saw something that made me shiver.

ü .45 caliber handgun
ü Hand grenades

It seemed that the murderer is well prepared, I thought. After I gathered up all the evidences, I called my father’s most trusted operative on my cell phone to come to the school to pick up the evidences. After 5 minutes, we met at the lobby of the school and I gave him all that I found. After he left, I went back to the building.

I did not give the diary yet because I believe that it will be the key to solving the mystery.

I opened the diary again and used my hand glass to study the entries. Using all that I’ve learned about studying handwriting, I studied the handwriting carefully. This is what I found out:

Slight curve to the left-person is an introvert
First letter bigger than the rest-person is arrogant
Writing is in script
Elegant, Victorian style of handwriting

After that, I put it all together and wrote down my conclusion:

Conclusion: handwriting belongs to a girl

All my suspicions are correct. This diary belongs to a girl.

But something’s definitely wrong here.

Is the murderer a girl?

Is the person she is in love with is also a girl?

I don’t know where this will take me.

But I know, I’m getting close.

(Part 5 at a later release…)