Creative Writing: Sydney Andolina

She was the daughter of the richest man in the city of Roxbury,Maryland. She was the captain of the varsity volleyball team of Almyra High. She was the to-be valedictorian for the class of 2015. She was beautiful with her sun-kissed blonde hair, emerald green eyes that shined, and skin like peaches and cream. She was the queen bee of school reigning supreme among her peers. Wherever she went people flocked to her like a bear mesmerized by a golden, dripping beehive of tantalizing honey .Girls envied her. Boys wanted to her man. Parents adored her charming demeanor. She had a pristine life that anyone would kill for.
That’s where the problem starts. Her name was Sydney Andolina. The whole suburban city of Roxbury, Maryland had revolved around her. It started on a crisp autumn morning;frost was lining the trunks of trees, colorful leaves had floated about, and the air had a sweet aroma of wood. It was an ordinary day for the residents of Roxbury. Little did anyone know what had happened yet.
Sydney Andolina was dead.
Sounds of wailing police cars had echoed throughout the night flashing their red, white, and blue lights around the town. There it was. The body of Sydney Andolina. There were no signs of struggle and not a single cut was found on her body. Her face was of a porcelain dolls, fragile and pale. The ambulances rushed into the scene and carted Sydney to the nearest hospital to perform autopsy. The whole town of Roxbury was shocked who would want to kill such an ideal kid. However inside their heads they knew the answer.