It was quiet, the people who were from P.B.I who were silent. It felt like they were trying to intimidate me. "Tiana, if you're hiding anything please say it now It can get you in trouble later."
"... okay," Do they suspect me of something? My nervous face turned into one that was confused. "If that all could I leave then?"
"You, may it no need to go back to any class today so you maybe go home or go to your dorms." The blond said.
"Yes, I understand goodbye." I hesitated for a second maybe I talk about my research; I now need to never ask about Elizabeth García's parents. I grab my backpack and go for the door.
***
I have been in my dorm for about two hours now. In conclusion, the death of Elizabeth García's parents is suspected. Scroll through hundreds of articles and Reddit pages. One article had the same idea as mine. The Reddit page theories were that the car accidents were nothing but something to cover up something. Cover up murders of Elizabeth García's parents?
This makes more sense when you look at it. The people who bullied Elizabeth García were children of higher in the government. But other than the children being children of higher-ups, no one knows their names. If I find the bullies, it would be nice to post about them on the blog. But now the bullies can wait, I need to post today's research today.
"I guess this is the best for now," as I post the first part of 'The Ghost Elizabeth García'. I grabbed my phone, sketchbook, pens, penile, and my cheap video camera I have and put them all in the back. "Time to go hunting!" There are rumors you can find Elizabeth in three places, the school female bathroom in the west of campus, the last girl dorm where she stayed which is not used anymore, and where she died in the art classroom which is now not used anymore too.
The dorm is close to where I'm heading, on the third floor. I have my video camera in hand, taking a video of each step I took off the staircase. As I reached the third floor, her dorm is closed. I tried to open her room, and it isn't locked. A careless mistake on the school part.
The dorm was empty, nothing special about it, but it has an excellent view when you look through. "No one has been here for fifty-four years?" I open up the closest and look in there with my video camera. It has a lot of dust here actually everywhere has dust. "Nothing there here, her bed then." The sheets are old and anyone can see the small holes in the yellow sheet at the sides.
Under the bed are spider webs and dust. "Should I remove the wooden tiles, they look weak and old." With enough strength, it could break. I put my video camera and bag far away from the bed. I move the bed. If I were to hide anything under wooden tile, I would hide under the ones under my bed. I move my leg around the tiles to look for which one was the weakness in the bed area. The one in the middle was extremely weak when I touched it until it nearly came off.
I came down and used my hand to push out the tile. When I could get it, I saw a black box. Why is it hidden? Pick up the box and shave it in my bag. I push them and put the bed and tiles back in place. Other than the box, it has nothing here. The school didn't take the time to look through her room properly then. I should start getting back to my dorm then?
"It's sad I didn't get to see her?" I wonder how she will look! When I saw pictures of Elizabeth online she was quite beautiful, but if she died. How much will she look the same? The truth I can't wait to draw her, I hope I will find her soon.
***
I'm now back in my dorm, I looked through the video camera to see if it was something it caught I didn't. "Now I think of it if anyone goes there, notice the dust on the bed and the floor missing?" I sweatdrop at my thoughts. "Maybe going there was not the best idea." I have a feeling this will come back and bite me in the back soon. I pulled out the black box from my backpack. When I fully pull the box out, I wonder what I will find.