• It was a rainy sunday evening.
    Mona, a 14 year old girl was sitting in her room with a laptop in her lap.
    She was very slim. At the moment she was wearing a red T-Shirt, which was way too big on her and did not match the black jogging trousers. And her long black forehead fringes were hanging in front of her eyes so that she hardly could not see what was going on at the desktop. Carefully she whiped them away when she suddenly got a chat message. After she had thought about it deeply, she decided to open it. The message was from a stranger.

    It said: "Hi, Mona. How are you?" She wrote back: "How do you know my name? Who are you?"
    The stranger wrote: "So you don´t know me? I am shocked about that. It is me, Peter."
    "I don´t know anyone named Peter.", Mona wrote back. "I am your austrian cousin. I am on holiday here in america at the moment and I am going to leave tomorrow. So would you mind, if I would go visiting you?" "I don´t have any cousins.", Mona answered. "So your parents did not tell you about me?", the stanger asked her. "No. Seems like they did not do that. But you cant not visit me anyway, because they are not at home at the moment. " "Don´t worry I told them, I would come to see if you are alright.", he described. "I see. Alright. See you soon."

    After she had written this last sentence, she turned off the laptop and layed herself down to sleep-not knowing she would never wake up again.Some time later, a man wearing a black training suite entered the house throught the terrace door. When he saw Mona lying on the couch he walked over to herand then put a knife out of his pocket. Then he slowly bended forward and put the knife against her throat. When Mona felt the cold steel on her throat, she woke up immediately and tried to scream. But it already was too late: Quickly the stranger cut throught her throat, took the knife with him and then escaped without closing the door again. When her parents arrived back home a few hours later, they realized the terrace door had been opened. And when they entered the living room, they found Mona dead on the couch, lying in a pool of her own blood. They immediately called the police and told them what happened, but the killer was long gone and so he could never be found anymore.