I woke up exhausted and wondering what the day had in store for me. The giant sun rose in the sky and the sea sparkled in the sunlight as the first rays of the morning sun tiptoed across the sand and towards me. The light streamed furiously and dried my closed eyelids, spilling out a white image. The sounds hit my head like a construction site. In the meantime, I opened my eyes and saw a bottle of VB lying on the carpet and next to it was an ashtray full of cigarette butts. The bare lamp post outside stood in the dreary weather, shivering in the bitter cold and looking like it was in desperate need of a sweater to stay warm. I turned on the TV and went to take a shower. The water is rich in minerals and condenses every part of my body on contact. The water slides down my witchy eyebrows and towards my blonde hair. I glanced out the window and quickly realized I wasn't the only one awake. There were birds singing, winds howling, ocean tides roaring, and trees hiding in the shadows. I flipped through the pages of the newspaper and saw the murder of President Harold. I was shaken by the president's death. Within a minute, the phone shouted in a high-pitched voice. I picked up the phone and said, “Hello, Sandy Beaches talking to you.” “Oh, there you are Sandy,” Auto replied. “Tell me Auto, what can I do to you?” "Now listen, I have an important job for you. You'll get paid a lot, on my expenses, Sandy," Auto said. "Okay, your job is to investigate the murder that took place in the casino basement. Good luck and by the way, there is a new member in our team. Be polite and friendly to him." "Of course I will - you know me,” I said and ended the phone....... middle of paper ...... but now she was spoiled. I assumed Auto was my brother for giving me the job, but what happened to him? Oh and how arrogant Jack is. He tattoos projects all over him. He is a person dedicated to crime and violence. Formerly, the world lived in peace and harmony and is deserted by the violence of people. I finally realized that I shouldn't jump to conclusions and classify people as good or bad. Now that I know that people's views change, I shouldn't believe what they say or suggest because they might want something from you. I called my husband and told him I was coming back and meeting family. There was a knock and it was Auto, Jack and Jenny. My mind went back to Jack aka David's tattoos. According to his tattoos, one of them says Sandy with a knife through it. So I guess next on the plane was ME!