the next day, we went to the 123 slaughter me street park again. i was holding the suspect notebook in my hand behind the greeter and waiter and told them that we have to finish the crime now. "okay, whatever you say so..." the waiter said. as i wrote in suspects, the greeter said, "we know that mickwald smoked so much, but that's not the mystery."

"okay so, listen up... we're talking about the mystery of how mickwald sprayed the whole school with ink," i said. "and we're gonna find him as soon as possible in the park." ortensia and cassandra looked back at us. "hey guys," ortensia said. "what are you doing?" i said, "we're finishing this mystery so that we can seek onto mickwald." cassandra said, "hmm... if we're finished with this mystery, mickwald wouldn't never know if we did this or not."

"clue number 6," the greeter said. "while we went out of the gym during the 9th grade awards ceremony, mickwald ran out of nowhere. and he began to spray ink on his water bottle and he drewed a picture with ink on the wall." cassandra said, "okay so we should just put in... umm.. what's it called?"

"ink on water bottle and picture on wall," i said. "okay." cassandra said. "clue number 7," ortensia said. "while we went out of the gym again when wollof got a award which he'd behave so much, but mickwald sprayed ink on the janitor's door." i said, "okay then i should put in ink on janitor's door." soon as we putted in all of the clues together, we gave ourselves a high-five. "YES! we did it!" we all said. "now we just have to find mickwald so he wouldn't find out if we did this or not," cassandra said. "if he did this, he's in a lot of trouble." then ortensia said, "if we did this, we are in trouble."

"so what are you waiting for guys?" the waiter asked. "let's go." we went out of the park to find mickwald and soon, we founded him sitting behind his mother smoking his cigarette. "MICKWALD," we all said. "we know you did this." mickwald said, "goddang bros, it's not even the goddang stupid ink splatters i made and really though i hate that nasty stupid school and it thinks it makes me suspended." mickwald's mother asked, "WHAT?"

"mommy the goddang school stinks! i hate school! I DON'T WANNA GO TO SCHOOL ANYMORE!" mickwald said as he punched his mother in the face. "WHAT IS GOING ON?" my mother asked. "YOU SICK!!! I WILL MAKE YOU EAT BABY FOOD WHEN YOU COME HOME!" mickwald's mother demanded. "HOLY COW!" ivy shouted and they all started arguing. "I WANNA PLAY WITH THE STUPID BRICKS!" mickwald said. "HEY! CALM DOWN!!!" my mother said. "IF Y'ALL DON'T BE QUIET, BE QUIET!" mickwald's mother said. "YOU SICK TWISTED FREAKS!" mickwald said. "Y'ALL CALM DOWN AND SMOKE THE GODDANG CIGARETTE WITH ME!"

i said, "uh-oh... here it comes." mickwald's mother began to spank mickwald. "STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT!!!!!!!!" mickwald shouted. "I DON'T CARE MICK!!" mickwald's mother screamed. "I HATE YA MOMMY!" mickwald said. "WE'RE GOING HOME!" mickwald's mother said. mickwald started screaming as mickwald's mother dragged him inside the family car. "YOU BASTARDS!" mickwald shouted. "WHEN I COME TO 11TH GRADE, THEY WILL CALL ME A SMOKEY CIGARETTE MOUSE AND HALF RABBIT!"

"don't come back never again," i said. "YOU ARE STUPID!" mickwald said. "GOODBYE!" the car began to drove off and mickwald was gone forever. i hugged the greeter slightly within happiness. "we are the greatest mysterious suspecters ever, guys," the waiter said. "and when we see mickwald next time, we'll probably know that he doesn't like us anymore."

"right," cassandra said. "never ever again." later when mickwald's family kicked him out of the living room, his mother shouted, "GO TO YOUR ROOM AND DON'T YOU EVER THINK ABOUT SMOKING WITH A CIGARETTE OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT!" mickwald shouted, "NO PLEASE MOMMY!" he slammed his bedroom door and starts screaming and yelling about the stupids he saw. "WHY WHY WHY WHY??!!" he screamed. "BE QUIET!" mickwald's mother shouted.

later at my house, i very soon thoughted, "i solved that mystery so... when can i solve another mystery again?" i looked at my notebook of all the memories of me in 10th grade and it was a bit sad to say goodbye to all the teachers of the high school. "what if i can't solve a mystery by myself?" i asked to myself. then, ivy went into my bedroom asking, "are you sure you'll never see mr. diet again?"

"yes, i won't ever see mr. diet again," i said. "i'm going to 11th grade soon and we have summer plans coming this year." i holded out a list of summer plans. and they are all like:

"get backpacks and lunchboxes ready"

"put in all our stuff inside of our backpacks" and,

"get ready for the first day of 11th grade and 12th grade."

"see? that's what i'm talking about," i said. "a summer plan list." ivy said, "well, that mickwald can't be around here like a next door neighbor."

a few weeks later...

it was my first day of 11th grade and i chose a black bookbag with a word called "squidgame." ivy chose a pink bookbag that said "CHAMPS." my mother was like when she said, "wollof, DO NOT LOSE THIS JACKET." i looked at my black coat. then i thoughted i cannot do it. so, when i came to school, my 11th grade teacher was ms. hybrid. "who are you?" she asked. "wollof, or maybe like um... follower," i said. "how old are you?" ms. hybrid asked. "16 years old, i always prefer to be 16 on my birthday." i responded. "wait, where do i sit?"

"you are gonna sit between cassandra and waiter," ms. hybrid said. "okay..." i said. "this is your table C group." ms. hybrid said. "got it?"

"yes ma'am, got it..." i said. while i sat behind cassandra and the waiter, ortensia said, "summer break was like a fun time to shine up to 11th grade guys... and oh my, cassandra was like OH MY GOODNESS." i saw ortensia sitting behind the greeter and mickwald. "WHAT?" i shouted. "hello, stupid..." mickwald said. "no mickwald, don't be so mean to me." i said. "okay, so umm... i wish i could be your best friend." mickwald said.

"that's okay, you can be friends with follower if you want to," the greeter said. "thank you, mickwald..." i said. so that neatfreaks, when i smiled so happily, i gave mickwald a high five like a best BF can do.

so that's how the story ended. what a happy ending... but wait, if you never thought that mystery ended, that's okay... you can still search for more 123 slaughter me street books on wattpad if you want. neatfreaks, thank you for reading this story about ink splatters. and umm... that mystery was because of mickwald. the first part was a little bit creepy... but the rest of the parts were good and great. but thank you all for reading it, all of you. vote this story if you want to. i'm signing off, i have some 11th grade homework stuff to do.

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THANKS FOR READING :)