A Theory From A Detective Child

A child with multiple personality disorder, a child with a mind set to find murderers Tranda (orginal and over active child) Yami (Terrible in situations) Unai (For forgetful) Lutai (Peace bringer) Aliai (reasonable and calm) Hachinai (clumsy) Harped (the only /known/ girl in his personality's, a polite character: made from his younger sister longing for an older sister) Zachi (unknown)

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2. Bad In Situations

 

My- my mother’s head was on the floor...decapitated...dead.
I felt my friend Yami, kick in.
“AHHHHahhhhAHHHHHHahhhhh. OH SHIT. OH SHIT. OH SHIT FFFFFIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGGAAAAAARRRROOOOOOOOO. FFFFFFIIIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGGAAARRRRRRROOOOOOOOOO. NAH SHIT! WAKE UP MY OPERA IS AWESOME MUM! WAKE UP, MY OPERA IS TOO AWESOME TO ME MISSED!!!”
 I yelled into open air
“Mum, listen to my fucking opera! Don’t die!”
I yelled.
“Yami! right on the mark!”
Harith yelled from upstairs.
“Do you know who with was?”
I yelled to him
“WELL, DO YOU?!”
I yelled again.
“Well...it-it was... NO, I DONT KNOW!”
Harith yelled.

A few people walked into the room, creaking open the door.
“Tranda, Tranda Hapli?”
a six-feet tall police woman said.
“Sorry, I’m Yami Hapli”
I said, easily distracted by the woman’s entrance...
“Your being taken to court, slaughtering of your own mother and causing not only you, but two other un-blood related children to lose a loved one, a mother figure...you’re going to have to come with us”
she said, before pausing
“We inspected the scene earlier, and we understand fully, you have multiple personality disorder...we’re a afraid, we found no signs of forced entry, your prints at the scene and also a strand of your blonde hair. We are lead to believe you were kicked in by the foolish acts of your own disorder, none the less...you must the sentenced to court. I’m sorry but killing a woman of thirty-seven isn’t taken lightly”
She said, keeping  her back straight, trying to be brave and steady
“what?”
I said, I heard it all, I understood it all...it just seemed to go into one ear and come out of one ear...
“Take him...”
she said silently.
“Wait- wa- what are you doing, stop AHHHH HARITH, BROTHER! TOSHINO, SISTER HELP ME! SOME ONE HELP ME!”
 I yelled being grabbed by the sides of two tall man wearing navy-blue uniforms.
“LLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOO HHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEELPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP MMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!”
I yelled, singing.

They threw me into a white car
“I’m sorry kid, this can’t be helped”
the police mans deep voice said, the engine started and the car began to move.
I wanted to cry-out for help but I realized it was pointless.

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