Mystery by Grace Mott

Grace Mott

Mrs. Roskamp

8A, LA

12 February 2016

Journal Entry:312  

The Fall

 

Ever since I was little there has been one phrase that goes through my head day in and day out. “How to Commit the Perfect Murder.” I always chose the icicle, the weapon melts away.” Alice Sebold. That’s what I think about whenever I do anything. To be smart and cunning.  Every breath I breath, every move I make, I will always be three steps a head.  

The jump is a famous word around here and specific to this ward. The ward is completely closed off and there is only one way in and one way out, but they are not the same. The only way in is through the armored door and the barbed electrical fences. Only way out is death. Okay that is a little over dramatic. You do get released, but it takes its sweet time. Also you can wait until you’re 18 and then you are an adult. They will test to see how you do and if they feel it’s a bad idea they will send you to a different place. There have been five people in total that have jumped out their window and fallen to their death, or that’s at least how you see it but for people like us it means freedom.

His name was Jacob. He had gained his freedom and maybe a little bit of sanity, because he knew better than to stay here. He jumped from room 312. It was a regular suicide, trust me it happened a lot here.  

My name is Spencer. I have lived in this ward since I was six years old. I was put in here for the murder of Sarah Camilton and Peter Camilton, my parents. I don’t like to talk about it though. I have my reasons for killing them. My sister also died but not at my hands. She died to someone that I once trusted. So I was happy to hear that they have been here for a while. So that I can finally be at peace with my sister. I am actually one of the only sane people in here.

To be honest, Jacob didn’t have much. His family had all died in a car crash. He didn’t talk much so he didn’t have very many friends but he did have me. We were best friends, even before we were put in here. We went to the same school and were in the same class. Jacob and I are both sixteen.  

I will find out why he killed himself. I think I owe that much to him at least. I mean, they kept moving his release date up and up it makes no sense. Why would he kill himself right before he gets free. But then again he had been going through a hard time, or at least that’s what his private journal said. He kept the journal locked in his room. I decided on this and I go to sleep to the noise of the sirens of the cop cars singing their song as the cops call the coroner’s.

I get up with a slow creak. Jacob’s room is right next to mine so I push the door to his room open and stare at the emptiness that is his room. It wasn’t long until one of the nurses found me standing there and brought me to the head doctor. What a nuisance. I though as we arrived at the doctors room.

“I know how losing a friend can be really hard to take. I am here to help you through this.” The Doc. said in a really warm voice. Wow he is getting really good at making you feel at home, even though I know that he really doesn’t care. But still. He kept rambling on and on and I just thought of ways to get to set everything up. By the end of the “talking to” I had already made a plan and had put some suspects together. To be honest Jacob was a nice kid and didn’t have very many enemies. This might be more of a challenge than I thought. Well I guess you have to start somewhere right? So it looks like Max is first. I thanked the Doc. and when he wasn’t watching I took the key off his desk. I knew where it was because I had taken it a few times before. There were also two other things missing from his room but I’m sure he wouldn’t notice.

I thanked the Doc. and told him that it has been hard and I told him some sappy story from when I first came to the ward and felt alone. After twenty minutes I told him I felt better and thanked him again and left.

Max’s room is on the bottom floor next to the Doc’s office. The worst kids are put on the bottom floor so there is not as high as a chance for suicide. Also the kids that have murdered at least three people go there too. They even tried to stick me with those losers. Yeah like that was going to happen.

There are only six rooms on the main floor. The Doc’s office, two patient rooms, two nurses rooms and a quiet room. The quiet room is for when someone acts up and they feel it is necessary to isolate them. I’ve never been in there but I’ve heard that most people would rather die than go in there twice. The two patients on the bottom floor are Max and Graham. Max has bipolar depression and can get really violent for no reason. So my money’s on him. Graham killed his mother, father, sister and his girlfriend. His girlfriend actually was in here when she got killed. Her name was Olivia. They were a good couple but one day they got into a fight because Olivia would be leaving the ward soon and she thought it would be best to break it off, but he didn’t like that idea. During lunch when they were eating together. Graham walked right up to one of the guards, pulled out his gun, and shot her in the head. She was dead even before she hit the ground. That was the day that he got moved down to the main floor. There is a rumor going around that he is the devil in human form. The dude gives me the creeps and trust me that’s not very easy because I’ve killed and almost been killed several times.

I walked out of the Doc’s office and to Max’s room and knocked on the door. Do you remember how I said this dude can be scary, he is 4’2” and wear glasses so on first look he looks like your average nerd but I don’t recommend saying that to his face.

He opened the door.

“What do you want.” He said with his country accent.

“What were you doing the night that Jacob died?” I asked as quietly and nicely as I could in fear that he would try and kill me. But the thing he did next I wasn’t expecting.

“Hahaahaa. Man that’s. Hahaha.” I could see he was laughing so hard that tears were starting to form in his eyes. I balled my fist in anger. Geeze, he thinks that this is a laughing matter. What a jerk.

“Sorry man I didn’t mean to make you angry I just thought it was funny you thought it was me. I mean I’m on the bottom floor I have the most surveillance on me and my door locks at 7:00 every night so there is no way that I could have gotten back in, or even out for that matter. Sorry man but I agree that someone murdered him, I mean why would he jump when he was going to be released next week. It just doesn’t add up. Hey if you need any help ask me, Jacob was a good friend to me too.” With those last words he closed the door. I took out a pencil and a note pad and I crossed off the names Max and Graham.

Well that means fewer people, I guess that’s okay. There are now only three people left. The Nurse Jackie Roskamp, Tiana and Kaylee. The only reasons I think that it is Tiana and Kaylee is because both of them asked Jacob out but he turned them down saying that he isn’t that stupid. But I don’t blame him all the boyfriends they have ever had ended up missing or dead. Jackie is different. She had opportunity, means but I can’t seem to find a motive. I think it is Jackie is because she has access to every room and she has to bring medicine to every patient on our floor.

So I think I will talk to her first. Also she was the only person that actually saw Jacob jump. She was taking out the trash and saw him falling, she says that she saw someone else up there with him but to be honest I think that it was dark and she is getting up in years. But she is the only witness. The weird thing is that when the cops showed up she was upstairs from where he jumpt and not outside.

Well she will be at dinner in a few minutes so there is my chance. I almost ran to the mess hall. I grabbed a tray of whatever the repulsive food was this week and I sat down across from her.

She is a nice lady that has worked here since the day it opened. There is a rumor going around that she actually was a patient here once. But I don’t see it she is a sweet old lady. She used to only work here part time and she taught kindergarten. But then she got laid off when the school closed from an “accidental” fire.

But in the cases best interest I decided not to talk to her. Later that night she came to my room to bring my medicine. By then everything had been completed. I hid behind the curtain and taped a piece of rope to opposite ends of the room. It was low enough that you couldn’t see it. It also matched the floor nicely. I opened the window and waited. That’s how I did it.  

“Yeah I have no Idea what got into her. She was a kind person and she had a pure heart. We are all going to miss her. She was acting normally and then she just jumped.” Or at least that’s what I told the cops when they asked me about her death that had happened in my room. She knew too much and besides I needed someone to take the fall for Jacobs murder. This is how it all went down and how I always stayed three steps a head.

Then they asked about Jacob and I told them that we had been best friends and we still are. But that was a lie to throw them off my trail.

I let her find me outside Jacob’s room. That way the she and the Doc. would think only to comfort me and drop their guard around me. That way when I was talking the Doc it was almost too easy to steal rope, tape and a key to open the window. I also went around asking people their stories to find someone that I could pin the blame on. Because I know eventually with enough digging that they would find that Jacob’s death was a murder and this way I already solved it for them. I know that Jackie is hard set on finding the person that was in the room with Jacob. I made her death look like a suicide and I wrote a suicide note confessing to killing Jacob. I made it sound like it was too much for her to take so she took her life. It was all an accident. He was standing by the open window and she tried to pull him away but she ended up slipping and pushing him out.  How tragic.

Two weeks later.  

They have released me from the prison that is known as “Sunny Island Ward.” I am free and no one knows about my secret, that I killed Jacob and Jackie. No one will ever catch me because I am too fast and too smart. I, Spencer Camilton, will never take the fall. You may be wondering why I killed Jacob but the reason is actually the reason that he is in here, because he killed my sister. I had told him that I forgave him because it was an accident. A tragic car accident. He survived but she didn’t. I always felt bitter to him and I just snapped and I took revenge. But to be honest no one will remember about me or my life or how I got away with murder, but this journal is the only thing that will know. So for now and forever I say goodbye.

I could never be caught because no one will remember me, Spencer Camilton has died.

I jumped.

Theme Writing

Grace Mott

Mrs. Roskamp

La,8A

26 October 2015

Theme Writing

 

Books in life help you explore mythical lands, read about people that onced live or put you into a person’s shoes. Books give us many things. For some it can be an escape or a new opportunity. I love reading historical fiction books because you can read what other did and  put yourself in their shoes. The book The Redheaded Princess by Ann Rinaldi meant a lot to me because it taught me a valuable lessons. The book is about people in the 15 hundredths how they lived and how the people suffered and about the kings and queens and kings that ruled over England. The main character is a young girl named Elizabeth. She is in line to be Queen someday. But she is faced with people trying to live her life for her. The theme is that women were treated fairly .

You have to rely on a man. Elizabeth couldn’t becaume queen because she was a female that was unmarred. In this story Elizabeth is third in line for the throne and everyone tells her she must marry but all the people that want to marry her only want the throne for their own purpose. A queen had to marry because she needed a husband to make political decisions for her and to organise and lead her military campaigns. The most important reason she needed to marry was because she needed to produce a male heir so that there would not be any war over who would succeed the throne. Even a women that is not queen main job was to have children and take care of the house work.

A husband had power over his wife and told them what to do. Men were head of their households. They would make most of the income and would work the higher jobs. They watched over the women making sure that they were doing things right. If they were single then their father, brother, or other male relative was expected to look after them. Men thought that women were weaker emotionally and physically.    

Women weren’t allowed the same things as men. The Only people that were allowed on the privy council were men that owned land or men that came from nobility. They believed that women could not own land or make important decisions on their own. Women could not go to school. If women wanted an education they would have to have private tutor. They were also not allowed to enter professions such as law, medicine and politics. They mainly were cooks or maids.The  Privy Council was all composed of the most powerful men in her country. Men that owned a lot of land and also men that came from powerful\noble families. A women was not allowed in the council because they were not as powerful and could not own land.

Women weren’t treated fairly. They couldn’t have as good of jobs or certain things that they were expected to do. I like when Elizabeth said  “I will have but one mistress here and no master,” because she is sticking up for herself and women everywhere. She is telling people that you don’t have to rely on a man, you can be strong on your own. I really liked the book because I can relate to some of things that happened in the book and also you can learn lessons from things that happened in the past.   

 

Built on the Rock

Grace Mott

Mrs. Roskamp

L.A,8A

16 September 2015

“Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. 25 The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock.”

As eighth graders we pick a theme that we will have for our eighth grade year. As a christian we accept jesus into our heart. “Built on the Rock”, means a lot to me as both an 8th grader at ZCS and as a Christian in the world.

As an eighth grader this verse mean a lot to me because of the new addition. The new addition was literally built on the rocks. When they were still digging into the ground for our school we decided as a community that we would write our favorite bible verses and, or an attribute of God. Matthew 7:24-25 says that if we build our house on the rock that we will not fall and we will stand tall as long as we put God’s words into practice. So as long as we put God’s words into practice our school will not fall.

As a christian I think that if we have a strong faith, acceptance in our hearts and put God’s words into practice then we will not fall. Matthew 7:26-27 26 But everyone who hears these words of mine and does not put them into practice is like a foolish man who built his house on sand. 27 The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell with a great crash.” If we do not put God’s words into practice then we will not stand and we will fall with a great crash. We must have a strong foundation in God.  

“Built on the Rock”, means a lot to me as both an 8th grader at ZCS and as a Christian in the world. We must have a strong faith in God so that we do not fall. If we do not heed God’s words and put them into action then we are like the foolish man who built his house in the sand and we will come tumbling down with a crash.  

 

Description Writing

Grace Mott

Mrs. Roskamp

L.A, 8A

10 September 2015

Description Writing

 

The heart card reminds me of my sisters wedding. Click, click, click, I hear high heels hitting the hard floor as a bridesmaid runs down the hallway. Screams and shouts echo through the morning air. My sister is in a beautiful dress doing her hair as bridesmaid surround her. They all gasp in awe at how prepossessing she looks. We hear the last call for hair and makeup and we go up stairs and we get in line to walk down the aisle. I take the arm of my partner and whisper to him “please don’t let me fall.” He chuckles in response and we stride down the aisle so that we can get it over with. As we all leave the wedding, bubbles fly all around us, as a symbolic message wishing the newlywed couple the best. The next thing I know i’m tasting the most scrumptious food and cake I have ever eaten. The last thing I do that Is dance with my sister and I remember the laughing and cheering as ten people get up and dance to “Watch Me.” The music stops and I get off the dance floor and go sit by my friends. We chat happily among ourselves as we plunge deeper into the night.    

The four leaf clover card reminds me of when I have dance shows. Some people have different good luck charms and ways to help their nerves. For me it’s a four leaf clover. Ever since I was little it’s the thing that makes me feel like I have complete confidence. Ting, ting, ting. I hear the tap shoes hitting the ground as they perform their dance. I’m next and I can feel the anticipation in the air. I step on to the stage. The blinding lights are all I can see. I start the dance and I imagine the moves in my head. I finished the dance and the music came to a screeching halt. I hear the clapping and I take a bow. Slowly I step off the stage. I reach to my pocket, there lies the four leaf clover.

The book card reminds me that I finished reading a book over the summer. I take off running, hitting the road hard. I feel the pain in my leg and I am too dehydrated to run very far. Finally I hit a tree stem and I fall. Unable to get back up I lie in defeat. ” I read these pages as the images pop into my head. Five pages left I wonder how it will end. I read the last page and I heave a loud sigh. Another terrible ending. “The arrow pierced my shoulder I can feel the pain and blood flow to my shoulder. I get light headed “Crap” I say to myself so quiet that only I can hear. My kidnapper came to take me away. I guess I will have to finned another way to escape next time. I fall into a deep sleep.”     

 

New Addition

The new addition is big with lots of rooms and enormous windows. The new space brings us closer, weather it’s with sliding walls, or building with just middle schoolers and students that are going to be in middle school next year. I think if I could change one thing it would  be the center of the whole building. There are big dividing walls and I wish they weren’t there because they separate us a lot from other classes, at the same time it comes in handy, so we get less distracted with other classes.