Here is a video with my best friend Eloise, my sister Bella and her friends Erika and Charlotte. (I did get their permission to post this.)

Bella: Please watch this video to learn about cybersafety

Erika: If you watch this video you will learn about posting online, giving away personal info and fake indentities

Charlotte: Watching this video will give you knowledge about cybersafety.

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SHADE- My story


Just like that, she was gone. Screaming for help, her hands becoming sweaty from holding onto the metal bars. She was on her knees begging for mercy. Nothing can change what happened. Murdering someone because they betrayed your trust is not right. Mary Damedon was the village sweetheart. She was a lovely old lady with a kind soul. She always went into her house at 7pm and came out 12 hours later like everyone else. This particular morning, Ms. Damedon did not come out of her house at the usual time. Everyone went inside her house to discover drops of blood that lead to her bed which was covered by the cold, dead body of Mary Damedon. She was gone. Forever. There was joy on Margret’s face. She never really liked Mary. Everyone in town knew that. Not much later Margret was arrested as the suspected killer of Mary. Margret didn’t do it, she knew that. But everyone thought it had to be Margret, who else would murder a sweet old lady?


There were police cars parked outside Ms. Damedon’s old house. They were interviewing witnesses, sending people to jail, all the usual that police were expected to do on duty. If only Mary was still alive, the town would be full of joy. People who are murdered must have done something to the killer. People don’t just get murdered for no reason at all. It’s not like Mary to do something bad. This murder was never getting solved without Edison Gaylord. He was the top detective in all of France. He recently solved the death of a woman in her twenties. “The butler did it,” he exclaimed. He solved it in three days.


“The killer must have come in through the back door with the knife, and then went out through the front door with blood dripping from the knife. The knife was left at the front door on the seat making this a very easy murder to solve. We just have to identify the fingerprints on the knife and find a match,” he Explained. The French had no clue what he was saying.


“Le tueur doit être entré par la porte de derrière avec le couteau et est ensuite sorti par la porte d’entrée avec le sang dégouttant du couteau. Le couteau a été laissé(quitté) à la porte d’entrée sur la place(le siège) ceci faisant un meurtre très facile pour résoudre. Nous devons juste identifier les empreintes digitales sur le couteau et trouver un match (une allumette),” he repeated in French.

Edison’s first task was to teach them English.  He picked up the knife and made a dramatic exit. He was pretty full of himself and very, very rich but he did have an idea of who Mary’s killer was and we will soon find out…


Marjorie, Mary’s sister, was in tears. “She was only 70,” Marjorie wept. You could tell she was faking. Edison always needed proof for every tiny detail of the murder. He wiped one of her tears and tasted.

“Just as I suspected,” he muttered, “it doesn’t taste salty. You aren’t really upset about your sister’s death. If anything, I’d say you feel joy inside hummm, is that right Margie.”

“No, not all,” replied Marjorie. “Mary was the closet that I had to best friends. I’m innocent.”

“No you’re not, you did it and we both know it,” said Edison accusingly.

“I didn’t, I swear on my life,” she swore.

“Fine. Then your life shall come to an end in jail because of lack of food,” said Edison whilst putting handcuffs around her hands.

Edison felt proud. Another murder solved in only a day. What if he had suspected the wrong person? What if he had not solved the murder. What was going to happen if the killer keeps murdering????


In jail, Marjorie was not happy. Her twin sister had been killed and she had been accused murder for a murder she hadn’t even known about. How did that add up??? Edison obviously hadn’t done his job and everyone knew that. Who was Mary’s murderer….

To be continued….