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[aid] => mick
[title] => A man and his sister
[time] => 2005-05-12 18:55:40
[hometext] => extra corny haha
[bodytext] => A man and his sister. a man and his sister they said it happend at the park only noises that they herd in the evening to see it was to dark. The police man and the detective are trying to solve the case The answers are clearly written invisbile on the victims face. The man and his sister nervous to the bone try to answer the detectives question with out a tremble in their tone. Hidden cameras in the benches and trees the crime has been taped it proves that she has been beaten and then she had been raped. You could hear theyre voices and when she had been hit but you couldnt see anything really no one knows who did it. The bruises around her neck match up to the mans hand the shoes that he is wearing match up to the footprints on the land. They found a lock of the sisters hair on the victims shirt and a thread from the hole from when she ripped her skirt. the police man stated "sir your starting to sweat are you going to be alright?" "i need to know where you where when all of this happend last night." "we were trying to sleep" the sister said "until we herd a terrible kind of noise it was her yelling for help, shrieking in her voice." "thats when we herd the gunshot..." The police man very suspicous said "there wasnt a gun shot wound" "they left her there slowly dying" he slapped the handcuffs on them "..Your not very good at lying." [comments] => 1 [counter] => 200 [topic] => 31 [informant] => miss_erika [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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