He couldn't wait for tomorrow, he couldn't lose her so soon, only a couple of weeks ago he had managed to talk to her, he wouldn't say goodbye.

I went into my house to look for a knife, I know it was like using a butter knife and if that man had a gun I would have no escape.

I skated towards the direction feeling that I was heading towards the most terrible death of all.

When I arrived the first thing that I thought was that I had confused the street, I was not sure what I expected to find, but I know it was not a condo of luxurious houses. I arrived at Lina's supposed house, where the call had been made. The door was open. I wasn't planning on going in, but I started hearing screams, screams from Lina.