The dead person's gender was not disclosed. According to mom she was chopped into pieces like the rest victims.
So how did Kareen know that she was young?
Was she there when she died?
Or worse, was she the killer?
These girls did annoy her, was she that mad?
Thinking of this, I walked back to her room and knocked repeatedly, yelling: "Kareen! Kareen!"
After a while.
I heard a thud in her room.
"Yes!", She said opening the door and pushing up her headset.
"What?!", She said in a very harsh tone.
"How did you know that it was one of those girls that was killed?", I asked directly.
She stared at me with a blank expression and said: "what are you saying?"
"You asked why do you young people die young? How did you know that the killed was young?", I asked.
After hearing me, she sighed and walked closer to me, pulled my hair and said: "this! That's how I know!"
As soon as she said this, I immediately felt stupid. How could she have thought to that direction? A 13 year old girl could tell who died from just a mere hair. I hate to admit it but this girl's IQ might actually be higher than mine. How then can I come up with a prank that can get her good when she is smarter than me?
"Is that all you have to say?", She asked in an irritated manner.
Seeing that I really didn't have anything to say, she pushed me back and closed her door.
"Brat!", I sighed.
……
Standing in front of her door tummy rumbled again.
I still haven't had anything to eat.
I walked back down.
This time only dad was in the living room.
So I walked into the kitchen and opened the pot.
"Yeah! Spaghetti!", I exclaimed excited.
I got a plate and served a portion.
I was about to take the food out, when I subconsciously turned to the sink and saw only two plates.
How come?
Which means someone hasn't eaten?
And judging from how we normally eat.
Mom and Dad wakes up really early, especially mom; she makes the meal for the family, and during school hours we eat together, cause at those times we too wakeup early.
But during holidays like now, we don't wake up early at all and so mom and dad have their meals together before dad leaves for work.
Which means the two plates in the sink most likely belonged to the both of them; that also means that Kareen hasn't eaten.
Perfect!
A bright idea struck my mind.
After putting some extra ingredients inside the left over, I stepped out smiling.
Walking up the stairs, I passed by mom who was now in a different outfit say: "Katie, why haven't you eaten by now?"
"Been busy mom!", I said hurrying up the stairs so the conversation doesn't get lengthy.
She said some words seemingly angry but I ignored and shut my room's door behind myself.
As I ate I couldn't help the little chuckles here and there as I thought of what was going to happen to Kareen after eating the leftovers.
After eating, I stepped out of my room and walked down the hall.
Walking down the hallway, I suddenly felt like acting nice and getting the result of my action as quickly as possible, so I knocked on Kareen's door.
"Kareen! Kareen!", I said standing In front of her door still holding my plate in my hand.
A few seconds of knocking later, Kareen opened the door with the same ugly expression as earlier and asked in a sarcastic manner: "what again, have you come to ask me if I was the killer or was the choper?"
I replied in an apologetic tone: "No dear, I actually came to apologise. I am sorry about this morning. Have you eaten, the meal is really nice.... Mom made spaghetti!"
"Yeah, I know!", She replied.
"Why haven't you eaten then?", I asked.
"I have!", She replied.
As soon as I heard this, my smile broke immediately.
"When?!", I asked a little bit alarmed.
Trying to convince myself that she ate some minutes ago.
"In the morning", she replied.
"How?", I asked bewildered and immediately corrected myself, "I mean okay!"
"Katie, what have you done?", She asked looking at me suspiciously.
"Nothing! Did you wash the plate you used?", I asked having a new thought.
Maybe she ate, but didn't eat much and probably washed her plate as soon as she was done. If this was the case, I'll just throw the leftover away and quickly do the dishes and throw out the trash to avoid anyone else from eating it.
"No! Isn't that your job?", She said resolutely.
As soon as I heard this, my heart felt heavy immediately.
This means either mom and dad has not eaten.
I quickly hurried down stairs leaving Kareen at the door.
As soon as I got down stairs, I saw dad in the living room about to put a fork full of spaghetti in his mouth.
To be continued....
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