Murder Mysteries

“Another pathetic soul, tonight,” I said under my thick breath of tobacco. My partner, Mr. Douglas nodded in agreement. The limped body in front of us was covered by a thin layer of pink leotard. A small bulge was caught seen in between the two muscular legs. Mr. Douglas gulped and his eyes clearly told me that he had the exact same thought like mine in his mind. The studio was like any 70’s shows only that it was now engulfed with terror. There was a deep cut just below the deceased’s robust abdomen. That might be the cause of the death. It was staggering and the place smelled like rusty metal, the smell of blood. Somebody was sobbing. I could hear faint weep across the crowd.

This is it

This was the day I was waiting for but it came in a much unexpected irregular way. Of course shocking should not be missed from my list. Despite the fact that I already could fathom that Friday was the day, I still shuddered and most importantly I gave the total opposite reaction of my rebellious side. These are few examples of reactions if you are told that you get 3.49 as your final pointer. Which of these do you think you'll fall into?:-

• Migod! Dammit! Just a lil’ bit more! What’s wrong with me? Can’t the lecturers do something to help me? Why me? Darn...this is what I get after all the struggles.
• Alhamdulillah. Praise to Allah the almighty. This is good enough and Allah knows I deserve this. Perhaps I’ve done something that had caused his wrath. However, Allah still gives me chances. He still gives me this result. Masya-Allah. Allah is great.