Dancer's Horror: A Murder Mystery by valis2, age eight. Part Two.

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The rest of the epic Murder Mystery follows...

Dancer's Horror 9 Suddennly Jenny yelled, "There's Mrs. Kristensmother!" Mrs. Kristensmother was Kristen's mother. We ran. Mike dropped his cone, so I gave him a lick of mine. Kristen's real last name was here...I will most likely never see her ever again, but I erased her name anyway, to save her the embarrassment if she does, somehow, find this LJ and put two and two together. And get your mind out of the gutter. Food is a big thing in my world, and sharing with my dream boy meant I was really crazy about him. And we get to see the other leg.

Dancer's Horror 10 After that accident, we jogged. Kristen told Mrs. Kristensmother what happened, and Mike was embaressed when when Kristen told Mrs. Kristensmother about how he dropped his cone. Whe all laughed and told jokes. But when we stopped at Jenny's house, it was burned to ashes! Jenny cried. Kristen told her mom to stop at their house. Uh, yes, after multiple deaths, the funniest thing has to be dropping an ice cream cone. And what a twist of the plot! Her house is burned to ashes! The tension just keeps getting kicked up a notch. And what's this with Kristen telling her mom to stop at their house? They're jogging! It's not like they're in a Hummer or something.

Dancer's Horror 11 Everybody's house was burned down. Everybody's except mine. So we had to live in my house. My dad built another, big part to the house. One day, Kristen, Jenny, Carol, and Mike got a letter. It read: Dear sweethart, We are your parents. Are house is rebuilt. I know you thought we were dead but we aren't. We will pick you up at 1:00, June 15. MOM & DAD Um...I don't even know where to begin with this crazy page. Obviously, though, I must have loved it at the time, because I didn't have to draw anything at all here. So their parents just let them live with someone else's parents for months, and let them think they were dead this whole time. I also find it remarkably suspicious that all four of them only received this one letter, apparently a collaboration between the parents. Or is it from...the murderer?

Dancer's Horror 12 We were so happy that we push two chairs and a table. I put on a tape and Mike put a cowboy hat in the middle. On the tape was a Mexaican hat dance! Whenever I get happy, I push furniture! It's a great high! Okay, a bit of explanation is necessary here. Some of you will be bewildered by this, but...when I was little my parents brought home a new stereo system, complete with tapedeck and turntable. My family is consumed with music. We are all very much into it. So this was a really big deal for us. We'd never owned a cassette tape before. Anyway, the system came with a cassette tape, and the cassette tape was labeled, "Mexican Hat Dance". Well, you would have thought it was a Puccini aria, the number of times it was played that night...hell, even that month. Even years later we would pop it in sometimes. It always seemed to signify some bright new beginning. So if your house burns down and your parents disappear and then months later send you a form letter saying that they're alive and going to pick you up on June 15th---now you know what to do. A Mexican hat dance.

Dancer's Horror 13 One day the man entered the place again. We had a plan, so we memorized it. Carol punched him in the stomache. Mike jumped on him. Jenny pulled his hair. I took his gun. Kristen wacked him on the head with a book. It's good that they memorized the plan. Imagine if there had been confusion on the part of Jenny, and she tried to jump on him at the same time as Mike instead of pulling his hair. I wonder where the stomache is located. In between the abdomen and the mustache? It's rather remarkable that such a stone-cold killer would be so obsessed with a tiny dance studio that he would keep returning. Perhaps he was a failed former instructor. And even more remarkable that not a single law-enforcement official has thought to set up a stakeout there. Anyway, apropos of nothing, the book is titled The Winston Dictionary. I have no idea why.

Dancer's Horror 14 The next day we were in the papers. The End! YOUNG KIDS CAPTURE CROOK! On the FRONT PAGE, no less. Or, at least, Mike is.

Dancer's Horror 15 About the AUTHOR valis2 is 8 years old. She doesn't like a lot of sports. She likes Animals, pictures, writing and forests. She started writing in October, 1980 because there was a contest for the best ghost story. valis2 didn't even join. Her book for the contest is called A Ghost Story. This just cracks me up. I'm such a nonconformist that I write an entry for a competition and don't even enter it, and I'm all proud of that.

Well, I hope this didn't burn out your retinas.