The Sister Mysteries - Chapter One, Lynn

“Take care of Lynn, whatever comes your way.” Those were the last words that my mother ever said to me before she disappeared along with my father. My name is Lysa Jones. I am fourteen years old. My sister is named Lynn and she is twelve. When I was ten, my mom and my dad disappeared. They didn't leave a trace behind. The police came and they held a search but the only thing they could find was my mom’s favourite necklace and my dad’s favourite tie, both smeared with red. We are living with our cousins right now until we are old enough to take care of ourselves. We are in Los Angeles. So then, let's get on with the story. Lynn opens the door to our room and asked me “Lysa?, you ok?” “Yes, I'm fine. I'm just thinking about mom and dad.” I said. “me too,” Lynn said. She plopped on the bed next to me. I got out my computer and searched up my mom's name: Emma Jones, the lawyer. Up came a big picture of my mom, dad, me and Lynn all standing together with my dad wearing his police suit and me and Lynn holding hands. “Do you want to go to the library?” I asked Lynn. The library was Lynn's favourite place to go. “Sure,” Lynn said. We hopped on the trans-city Skyliner aka TCS. that is a little pod that travels around in the air and you tell it where you want to go and it can go there in 5 minutes- 2 hours and it has a TV for the longer trips. When we got to the library we were amazed at what we saw. Half the library was destroyed! We just stood there staring at the place where the library once was. “So... can we go to the other one?” asked Lynn hopefully. “Um...sure. But if that one is also half destroyed, then-” I was cut off by Lynn “then we will visit the librarian in the hospital.” she had a big smile on her face now. “And we’ll bring her flowers!” so we hopped back on the TCS trans-city skyliner and we went to the next library. Luckily this one wasn't destroyed. I settled myself into a comfy armchair and pulled out my laptop. I told Lynn “go wherever you want but stay in the library. We have one hour”. Lynn went off to get some books and I started surfing the net. It wasn’t long before I found something surprising and suspicious. There was a huge poster of me and Lynn on Facebook and it said: wanted, Lysa and Lynn Jones.
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-Matilda Barron, The Victoria Voice School Newspaper