Jacob Sharp: Teenage Sleuth/Part 1

So, This is my teenage detective story because I love detectives. Its really jut a story, so yeah. IDK if you pick answers or whatever. Its just for you to enjoy ok? So...Enjoy!

It is called Jacob Sharp: Teenage Sleuth. Its main character is Jacob Sharp(Duh..) And it takes place in New York...For Now Anyway. Haha. My mind can take you anywhere, even Pony Land! YAY!!

Created by: Mystery Heart

Are you ready for...
Our "When Will I Die" Quiz?

  1. What is your age?
  2. What is your gender?
  1. "Get off of me!!" I screamed/ I came this far, and I wasnt in the mood to be killed! I've been wandering around New York, but NOT for this! Oh, I'm getting far too ahead of myself. I hate doing that! My name is Jacob Sharp. I'm Fifteen years old, and these pst few weeks have been a rush. It all started one month ago....
  2. First of all, I was searching aroung my house as I always do, when I found something in my parents closet. I remember pushing a few bozes aside, and discovering a black and silver case. With curiosity, I opened the case, and felt a rush of terror. It was a knife with a slicing edge, and stained with a red substance....blood. I had shrieked and dropped the weapon, no longer interested. I bolted from the room, in a pool of fright...
  3. First of all, I was searching aroung my house as I always do, when I found something in my parents closet. I remember pushing a few bozes aside, and discovering a black and silver case. With curiosity, I opened the case, and felt a rush of terror. It was a knife with a slicing edge, and stained with a red substance....blood. I had shrieked and dropped the weapon, no longer interested. I bolted from the room, in a pool of fright...
  4. One week later, I still couldn;t get my mind off the darn knife. So, i finally decided to ask my parents about it. When i did, my mom got all nervous, and my dad showed a sense of anxiety and surprise. My father answered simply by saying, "Jacob, It was A HALLOWEEN prop..." Well, THAT got me answers. It seemed far more sinister than that. Considering i was getting nowhere, I just let myself forget about it. The knife didn't even come to mind until the day I came home from school a few weeks later. It was a cool, Spring day, and birds were chirping away. Cherry blossom trees made everything just perfect. I approached our large, beige house and awkwardly entered the door, calling out, "I'm home!" And then I realized my parents weren't home, yet both of the cars were here, I frantically started searching...
  5. "Mom!? Dad!?" I exclaimed, checking the guest room. Nothing. I hurriedly peeked in all the other rooms. STILL nothing. I rushed to the back door, and left to enter our large, wel kept yard. When I didn't see them, I called, "MOMMY!! DADDY!!" That was something i hadn't done since I was six. My heart pounding, I sat down, thoguhts rushing through my mind. Where were my parents? What happened to them? Would I ever see them again? I shoved my face in my hands, and started trembling, as I always did when i was agitated and stressed. Then, i heard screeching sirens, which i suspected were right in front of my house. Voices out front were yelling with a sense of urgency. Finally, a large hand grasped my shoulder...
  6. I jumped, but didn't dare look up, because i knew it wasn't my parents...The hand took my arm, and gently pulled. I refused to move, and kept sitting. The person knelt beside me and said, "Look,you really need to come with me.."I looked up to see a man in a black suit, bearing a badge that read: FBI. My eyes widened in shock. What did the FBI have to do with this? I shook my head once again, and he took hold of my other arm. "Listen, we can do this the easy way...or the haarrd way." he explained. I yelped and twisted free...
  7. I started running torwards the front of the house, which was probably the WORST idea i could have tried. As I reached the ayrd, two smaller men, also wearing FBI badges, secured me by my arms. I jerked, trying to break free. I was literally petrified of these men, What a pickle i was in! "Please!" I began. I guess they didnt want to hear anymore, becuase one of the men took a handkerchief and...
  8. CLIFFHANGER!!
  9. Soo, Dont you just love unicorns? CAUSE I HATE THEM!
  10. ITS PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME!!!!!!!

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