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The Doo

A strange murder has happened. The victim died while sleeping and the room was locked from the inside. It was a very small room with only a tiny window at the corner. The victim wears a green shirt and long baggy jeans. There was no struggle, no bruise, something was off, he was suffocated to death. Formal mystery detective Scooby Doo was standing beside his dead best friend Shaggy. "Rho rwould do rhis?" He thought to himself. Shaggy was poor and so he didn't have much in his small rented room. His room was basically empty except for a bed and a closet and so the local police said that Shaggy was overdoes and he probably chocked himself to death. Scooby did not buy that for one bit, he know Shaggy too well, there was no way he would have chocked on some scooby snacks. There is one skill Scooby has that no one else had and that was his sense of smell. Scooby sniff around the room and soon caught onto a rubbery sense. He followed it to a dumpster nearby. Although the dirty
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Friend

  I'm sure everyone has a childhood friend. I found Dabby when I was eight years old. I grew up in a small village about one hour away from the nearest town. My parents and grandparents were simple farmers. We have a little hill at the back of our house that is filled with clove trees. I was born with down syndrome, that is why I don't have any friends and people make fun of me at school, they said I "look funny" but I don't get it, I have the same features as them, 2 eyes, a nose and a mouth. I am usually alone when I am home but I don't mind that, I love being alone. That was the only time I can let my imaginations run wild.   One of my favorite games was running around with a stick shape like a gun, wearing a bucket on my head as a helmet and pretending that I was infiltrating enemy camp through the hill. I would occasionally climb those clove trees and pretend that I was a sniper on a mission. It happen one evening when I was climbing up one on the
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Run

This was an incident that happened around 16 years ago. I was a student back then. I lived with my grandma in Balik Pulau. It's a village located at the back side of the hills in Penang Island. Back then there was no cell phones, I mean they just started introducing cell phones there and not much people have it. It was a small peaceful village, they don't have fancy place like KFC and McDonald's. Yes, they're consider fancy place to the villagers. There is only a handfuls of cars, most people is on their motorcycle or bicycle. Grandma had those old bicycle with dynamo lights on it and a metal bell. Actually, back then most of the villagers had the same bicycle. Now my grandma's house is located deep in woods. You have to pass some Banana trees, sugarcane trees and also Durian trees, lots and lots of durian trees. Yes, you guessed it, Balik Pulau is famous for its Durian. It’s a kind of fruit that you either liked it or hate it because of its smell. Google it.
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Whispers

1997…                 3 more minutes until the bell brings, School life has been boring. I never really have any actual friends, most of them Hi and Bye and some of them will stick with you just long enough to finish a group assignment before leaving you. Well, if you are smart then there are people who will want to be with you just for your brains. That is my life at least, I try not to get notice in class, I don’t really need that attention.                 2 more minutes, the teacher has been going on and on about a science project that I scored an A+ last week. Not that I want to complain, it felt good having people respect you in a way but you could see some jealous students giving you that “I am gonna kick your ass after class” look. I don’t really understand them, just because they can’t do better than me in a project they wanna beat me up? This is exactly why I don’t need any attention.                 1 more minute to go. My bags are packed, I am ready to bolt down
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