........"WHATT!?? NOO, That's NOT TRUE!! Why would I *starts sobbing*.........Why would I KILLL HER!!?? She was------one of my BEST friends------I--"!!........
.......*Aggressive tone*,"Don't----shout, Miss Mira. It's my duty to interrogate. You can-----You HAVE to answer me with calmness"!, The female inspector said........
"Huh. I know, ma'am. But-----but, you don't have that right to ask me this pointless and ridiculous question. How can you ask ME directly, if I killed my-------my own friend"!!!!!, I again, cried out loud.....
......"I said, It's my duty. Anyway, You can leave now. And, do come, if we call you again"!!, The female inspector said and left the interrogation room.....
......I stayed there for a minute with my eyes full of tears, then, left the room as well. It was my second time coming here, answering all the questions honestly, then going home with a heavy heart---after all these insults..... After coming out of the police station, I went to my house and walked straight inside my room, jumped on the bed and started crying very badly and messily......
............*Sigh*------"Hi, I am Mira. Well, the very first thing, that I want to share is that......I DID NOT------KILL--MY FRIEND!!! But, no one believes me. They say----they say, they have all the proofs against me. Even, *low voice* my family doesn't believe me.....But, the truth is, that I didn't kill my friend, Hannah. I am sure that----that someone is trying to trap me by this false accusation. Hannah and I were the best of the best friends------and I mean it"!!!!!!
..........After three days, they called me again. I went there, sat down and waited.........Now, it was already over fifteen minutes and I was still waiting for someone to come inside that empty room. All this time, that empty room's walls were feeling more like a crusher and-------as if it was at any time, that it will crush me like an empty juice can-------and I will remain helpless, not be able to defend myself........
Then finally, that female inspector came inside and sat down on the chair, in front of me. I could tell by looking at her face that, she have had enough from me and wanted to hear the Truth now. But-------she also knew that my words will never change......As I was just a mere high-schooler, she never forced me to except the crime and also never hit me, in the way that I used to hear from other people and also watched in the movies that how interrogators beat the criminals up, doesn't matter even if he/she was only a suspect. But, her eyes were clear about how much anger she held inside of her. She was a very patient police woman...
........I was ready to hear all her ruthless questions----but, only if she ever asked. She just kept sitting there and stared at me the whole time. As more and more time was passing by, her aggressive expression was slowly changing into confusion----a clear confusion.......I was also getting confused now but didn't say anything, out of nervousness and fear. She was still looking at me and was also listening to someone through her earpiece.....
.......Then, she suddenly stood up and walked out of the room. I kept silent.......After some seconds, I was somehow able to hear some mumbling from outside the room. My gut-feeling told me to go there, and listen to that conversation......So, I stood up and put my left ear on the door and tried to listen as carefully as possible......The conversation was between a woman and a man. It was clear that the woman was the same female inspector who interrogates me. But, I was not sure about the male....
What I heard, was very shocking for me and even for all the police men and women who were present there and were investigating Hannah's case.....It was almost inconceivable.......A total-complete fake........After hearing that conversation, I became totally blank, just sat down on the chair again. Then, the female inspector again came in and finally------asked me a question.....to which I knew my answer was a clear "NO"!!.........She asked me the same question again and again and again. But, my answer remained the same......She became frustrated. I thought she was going to-----hit me or something but, rather than hitting me, she told me to leave......I was confused but went out of the room quietly. As I was closing the door behind me, I saw her dialling a familiar phone number on her mobile phone--------it was my mother's contact number....
.......I stood there to hear the conversation. When my mother picked up the call. That female inspector asked her the same question as well.....And I knew that my mother's answer was also going be a "No".....and I was right. She said no...... I was relieved to hear that but now, I had something to find out....
I ran straight to our old family house. I stood in front of the main entrance, I was panting alot. I knew that a small part of me was very scared to enter the house------but I had to do it. I looked here and there to see if there was someone but found no one.....Then, I went inside the house, checked each room------in the hope that I will find that person that was trying to trap me but, all in vain, I found no one....Now, I was getting so passionate to catch that person------that I started to lose my patience and started to shout,"WHOSOEVER YOU ARE, JUST-- *Panting*----- JUST COME OUT!!! PLEASE...please"!!...I was losing all my hopes. I sat down on the floor and started crying........
......And it was at that moment, I noticed something. I slowly looked at the mirror and "SAW NO ONE"!!......Then, I understood who it was and what it was but still, didn't actually know what is was.....After realizing, I just stood there....now, I was more scared than sad, and this time, crying even more....
.........And the question that, the female inspector asked me and my mother was, "Does Mira have a----Twin Sister"?..........
