It was 3 o’ clock in the morning, October 31st, “the night of the living dead” as my mother had told me when I was a kid. I never believed her. I could never believe that one dead body can come back to life, and that was one of the reasons that New York’s crime lab selected me. But then it was different. A cold breeze was blowing outside this house –rumor had it that it was haunted- and three bodies were lying on the floor. I was alone in this dark room, while the other investigators were processing the segundo floor and everything was calm and quiet.
I started collecting evidence, but not many minutos later, a strange noise was heard. It was just like a dripping tab. But the bathroom was on the segundo floor. I tried to concentrate on the sound, I moved some meters further down when the noise stopped. Suddenly, something wet fell down on my face. It was a trail of blood. I looked on the floor and realized that I was standing on a small lake made of blood. However, there weren’t any other bodies found on the segundo floor. And the DNA didn’t match to any of our victims. Where did this blood come from? For a minuto I was really scared, I wanted to scream, but I overcame this fear on the spot. A crime scene investigator shouldn’t be afraid of crime. But, this wasn’t the end of this story.
I calmed down and I finished my work. The only thing left was to supervise the transportation of the bodies from the crime scene to the lab. The first two victims –killed por a gunshot- were already inside the truck and the third one –killed por a corazón attack- was on its way. It was freezing out there. I was again alone with this body, desperate to finish working and go to take a nap sleep. But all of a sudden. This huge black bag where the victim was in, moved. In two minutes, the “dead body” which was inside started struggling to escape. I opened the bag nervously and the victim stood up and opened his eyes. He was hale and exhausted. He didn’t speak, he didn’t move. He fainted and never moved again.
The siguiente día when I narrated this story to my colleagues, noone believed me. And the forensic’s reportar was clear: the man was dead four hours before this event. I still can’t believe it. Everything happened so quickly. I have tried to give a logical explanation to all this story, maybe I was too tired and I was hallucinating. Who knows? The only sure thing is that both times, I was really terrified and I couldn’t sleep that night. “The night of the living dead” came true…
I started collecting evidence, but not many minutos later, a strange noise was heard. It was just like a dripping tab. But the bathroom was on the segundo floor. I tried to concentrate on the sound, I moved some meters further down when the noise stopped. Suddenly, something wet fell down on my face. It was a trail of blood. I looked on the floor and realized that I was standing on a small lake made of blood. However, there weren’t any other bodies found on the segundo floor. And the DNA didn’t match to any of our victims. Where did this blood come from? For a minuto I was really scared, I wanted to scream, but I overcame this fear on the spot. A crime scene investigator shouldn’t be afraid of crime. But, this wasn’t the end of this story.
I calmed down and I finished my work. The only thing left was to supervise the transportation of the bodies from the crime scene to the lab. The first two victims –killed por a gunshot- were already inside the truck and the third one –killed por a corazón attack- was on its way. It was freezing out there. I was again alone with this body, desperate to finish working and go to take a nap sleep. But all of a sudden. This huge black bag where the victim was in, moved. In two minutes, the “dead body” which was inside started struggling to escape. I opened the bag nervously and the victim stood up and opened his eyes. He was hale and exhausted. He didn’t speak, he didn’t move. He fainted and never moved again.
The siguiente día when I narrated this story to my colleagues, noone believed me. And the forensic’s reportar was clear: the man was dead four hours before this event. I still can’t believe it. Everything happened so quickly. I have tried to give a logical explanation to all this story, maybe I was too tired and I was hallucinating. Who knows? The only sure thing is that both times, I was really terrified and I couldn’t sleep that night. “The night of the living dead” came true…
When tu Have To Choose Between 2 Possibilities:
1.Take your time.The most important thing is not to make a decision in a hurry.
2.Make a lista of the positive and negative points for both opinions.Then decide which points are most important and compare the two lists.
3.If tu ask other people for their advice,don't ask más than 1 o 2.If tu ask a lot of people,this will probably confuse you.
4.Use your imagination to help you.Imagine yourself in both situations.How do tu feel?Relaxed o stressed?
5.When you've made a decision,wait a bit before tu tell other people,to see how tu feel.If tu feel comfortable with your decision after an hour,you have probably made the right decision.
6.Finally,remember that tu can't have everything.Choosing one of two possibilities always means that tu can't have the one tu didn't choose.And it's impossible to always make the right decision!
1.Take your time.The most important thing is not to make a decision in a hurry.
2.Make a lista of the positive and negative points for both opinions.Then decide which points are most important and compare the two lists.
3.If tu ask other people for their advice,don't ask más than 1 o 2.If tu ask a lot of people,this will probably confuse you.
4.Use your imagination to help you.Imagine yourself in both situations.How do tu feel?Relaxed o stressed?
5.When you've made a decision,wait a bit before tu tell other people,to see how tu feel.If tu feel comfortable with your decision after an hour,you have probably made the right decision.
6.Finally,remember that tu can't have everything.Choosing one of two possibilities always means that tu can't have the one tu didn't choose.And it's impossible to always make the right decision!
It is 120 years into the future and the Rights Organization is stronger than ever. They are killing más people than ever and there are only three people that can save the World and they are children. Jordan is a thirteen año old witch and is the daughter of the Greek god sun, Apollo. Mark, a fourteen año old wizard who is the son of Demeter. And last but not least Ivy is a thirteen año old daughter of Ares and a great witch. These three children are the worlds only hope. Read Half and Half, The Begining of the End.