The Slit of Paper

I was on my case and was super close to finding out who the  culprit was that I felt that the answer was under my nose the whole time. Then suddenly there was a little slit of paper hanging out from a side of a box. It said, You were so close, but not too close, said the note, I was so cross that I felt a pain of sorrow crawling up my throat. I only let one tear drip down my face. I then heard some footfalls behind me, but didn’t really care. Then suddenly my eye’s went black…

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