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The Mystery of Victor Taylor “Oh my gosh,”
Casey blurted as she stepped into her house. “What
happened here?” she said with her mouth wide open. This
is what happened. The three girls
Casey, Amanda, and Rachel were walking home from school. It was Friday, Amanda and Rachel
were sleeping over Casey’s house.
They were so excited. When
Casey walked in the door she was worried why there were broken plants and
things on the floor. That made
Casey, Amanda and Rachel feel scared. “Anyone home?” hollered
Casey. There
was silence, nobody answered. Amanda was very brave, daring and serious. On the
other hand, Rachel and Casey were not brave, they were chickens. Casey and
Rachel were terrified when they saw the back door smashed and opened. Amanda was scared but didn’t
show it. Amanda knew that somebody had broken in and stolen something but
what was it and who stole it? That was the mystery. Rachel and Casey didn’t know
what happened because they were too scared to think right then. All of a
sudden, the
phone rang and they all jumped. Casey
bolted for the phone, and she looked at the caller ID. Since her mom was calling she immediately picked up the
phone. “Casey, are you
okay?” “What
happened here?” Her
mom continued, “Someone’s broken into our house.” “Are you coming home?” asked Casey.
“Where are you ?” “Yes I’m coming home. Look
in the driveway,” her mom replied. Casey sprinted to the window and she
saw that her mom was there. Amanda and Rachel ran to see what was the matter
and they saw Miss Pickett. The
three of them ran outside to meet Casey’s mom. “I’m so happy to see
you,” Miss Pickett said.
Then she gave the three girls a hug. When
she walked in the house Miss Pickett was stunned. Her mouth was moving but nothing came
out. Finally Miss Pickett said, “Look at this place, it’s such a
mess.” “Well they might come back
because I have a feeling they didn’t get what they wanted,” Miss
Pickett said cautiously. “So Casey, pack all your things, okay?”
she commanded. Casey,
Amanda and Rachel followed upstairs to Casey’s bedroom to
help her pack. Amanda said that she had to go to the bathroom but she really
didn’t need to go. She just wanted to think by herself. When she was in
the bathroom she locked the door and sat on the floor. Amanda thought and thought and
thought. Amanda was thinking of
who could have broken in and what they could have stolen. Then, in the corner of her eye she saw
a wallet. The
wallet was brown, it was folded many times. It was very big and cards were
sticking out. Amanda saw an ID. She grabbed the card and read the name. The
name was Victor Taylor. Then she looked at the pictures of Victor Taylor. He
was ugly. He had a big nose that was very pointy and his eyes were brown.
Victor Taylor was hairless on some spots on his head. The hair he did have
was white. When
she looked closer she realized that his hair was a brownish white because his
hair was so dirty and old. His mouth was in a slump smile. Victor’s
teeth? Well he really didn’t have any teeth but what he did have were
brown and green and if near him when he talked, others probably would faint
because the outrageous smell that flared from his mouth. Amanda grabbed the
wallet and ID, and ran to Casey’s room were Rachel and Casey were
packing. When
Amanda got there she exclaimed, “Casey, Rachel, look what I found in
the bathroom. It’s the wallet of the thief and his name is Victor
Taylor. Look, here is his ID!” Casey
and Rachel stopped what they were doing and looked at the ID. “I would
think that he would be too old to be a robber,” commented Rachel. “His
name is Victor Taylor, what a weird name,” Casey said. “Let’s go tell your
mom,” demanded Amanda. They
went into Miss Pickett’s room to show her the ID. When she saw the ID
she said, “Where did you find this?” Amanda
showed Miss Pickett where she found the wallet, because Casey and Rachel did
not know exactly where she had found it. They just followed along. Amanda opened the door to the bathroom.
She ran to the window, bent down and said, “Right here, this is exactly
where I found it.” Miss
Pickett interrupted, “I am missing one hundred dollars.” "Maybe he tried
to put the money in his wallet and then he went to put it in his pocket. He must not have put
the wallet in all the way because he was rushing. So when he climbed out the window it
fell out of his pocket!” exclaimed Amanda. Amanda continued, “Did
you have something written on the hundred dollars, Miss Pickett?” Miss Pickett replied, “Yes, SP.” Casey
grabbed the wallet from Amanda, opened it and looked in all the pockets. In a
few seconds she found the money pocket.
She took out one hundred dollars and it had SP on it, Miss
Pickett’s initials, so Amanda was right. Casey handed the money to her
mom. Casey remembered
something that she didn’t see, that she had on her bed
when she left for school that morning. “Wait.”
Casey ran to her room and yelped, “I’m missing my wallet, all my
credit cards, my money, and my cell phone is gone!” “But
why would a man want a pink cell phone?” Rachel and Casey began to
argue about why the cell phone may have been stolen. Soon they were yelling
at each other until Amanda became annoyed. “Are
you going to take this seriously, yes or no?” Amanda proclaimed. Before
Casey and Rachel could answer Amanda blurted out. “I hope so, because
somebody just robbed your house, this is not a joke.” Then Rachel and
Casey started to fight again about the cell phone. “You know
what, I’m not going to help you.” Rachel
and Casey stopped fighting for the second time. “You guys think
it’s a joke, so you figure it out by yourself.” Amanda rapidly
strolled to the door. On the way she bumped Casey’s shoulder on
purpose. She ran down the stairs, grabbed her backpack, and bolted out the
door. Amanda ran to her house without stopping. Meanwhile
Miss Pickett, Casey, and Rachel were all in the kitchen packing some things. They
were all so miserable. Miss Pickett was thinking, I
wish Amanda was here so we could be done. What were Casey and Rachel thinking.
Amanda was right, why were they fighting over a cell phone when her
house was robbed. Miss. Pickett
was outraged with Casey and Rachel. Without thinking she said aloud,
“Girls, why were you fighting over cell phones? You shouldn’t be
fighting over stupid cell phones.” “I
don’t know,” whispered Casey. Then Rachel whispered, “I’m
sorry.” Miss Pickett walked away from them and went to finish packing
upstairs. When
Miss Pickett came downstairs a little later she asked, “Casey did you
finish packing the kitchen?” “Yes
we did,” Casey replied. Miss Pickett called her sister to ask if she could stay at
their house. Miss
Pickett and Rachel hopped in the car and drove off to their new home! Casey ran downstairs to the basement
and her mouth dropped. Casey
was not used to all of this stuff, her mom was not wealthy. The basement had
two rooms that were separated from each other. The
basement had a small kitchen with black and white tiles and several closets.
There was an air hockey table and a pool table, flat screen television with a
Wii and a GameCube. Casey was so excited. There
were spaces for furniture and beds. Casey was going back and forth to help
carry in all the things. As soon as all of the boxes, bags, and furniture
were in the house they started unpacking. Casey was mad that Amanda wasn’t with
them. Casey decided to call her
to tell her where she was and where she was going to live. Later they were done unpacking and
Rachel was laying on the bed. Casey was on the
opposite side and she was all wound up. She jumped up and ran to get her
mom’s cell phone, ready to call Amanda but then the cell phone rang. It
was a Amanda on the other line. Casey
knew she was going to get a lecture from Amanda and that’s exactly what
happened. The girls apologized and Amanda was going to sleepover as planned. In a few minutes Casey heard the
doorbell and she bolted upstairs to open the door for Amanda. “Hey Amanda,” Casey said.
“Come on in, we have to get started right away.” Casey and Amanda ran downstairs to
meet Rachel. Casey
spoke first. “Well they
stole a hundred dollars, credit cards, my cell phone and my money.” Amanda
started talking, “Okay, so we know what he looks like, we know what his
name, but
we don’t know where he lives and we don’t know his phone
number.” Then Amanda looked closer at the ID and she realized his
number was written, 555-6408. “Bingo.” said Amanda. “We got
his number but we still don’t know where he lives.” “Look,
Look, it says where Victor Taylor lives. He lives on “Weird
I’d say,” replied Rachel. “Do you know where “I
do,” Casey murmured. “We
can just ring all the door bells on the street and then we can look at all
the faces of the people who open the door and then we can see if it’s
Victor Taylor. That’s going to be really weird,” Casey said. So
Casey asked her mom, and her mom struggled to say yes. But in the end she
agreed. They all hopped in the car and traveled to Casey
started walking toward Amanda, and Rachel was following. When the three girls
reached the door Amanda rang the door bell! The door opened. It was not
Victor Taylor, but Rachel asked anyway. “Hi, does Victor Taylor live
here?” “No,
I’m sorry he does not. He lives up the street,” the person
replied. “Oh!
Thank you, I’m sorry we disturbed you,” Casey said. Casey, Amanda and Rachel ran to the car
and opened the door and sat down. “Well we know that Victor Taylor
lives up the street but what house?” asked Rachel. “Well,
we are going to ring the door bell of every house to find where Victor Taylor
lives,” Amanda planned. “Ok,”
Casey and Rachel replied. Miss
Pickett drove up the street.They saw a house but
not just any ordinary house. It was a scary house and there was no other houses around. So the three girls got out of the
car. Casey
gulped. Even though Amanda was brave, she didn’t feel it right now.
They went up to the door and Amanda reached out to ring the doorbell but she
hesitated. Casey rang the door
bell and then pulled her hand away. They were all so frightened. Finally
the door opened. Amanda glanced to the left and saw a number on the house. It
was 56. The man at the door was Victor Taylor. He looked just like the
picture on the ID. The three girls hadn’t thought this far. They
started to scream and ran to the car. They opened the car door and hopped in.
“Mom, that’s him! What are we going to do!” shouted Rachel. “We have to call the
police.” Miss
Pickett got the phone and dialed 911.
When the police arrived at Victor’s house he wouldn’t come
out so they had to bang down his front door. But in the end Victor Taylor was
arrested and Casey got all the things back that he stole. As they brought
Victor out in handcuffs to the police car, the three girls smiled and waved
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