2.1 Guilty Until Proven Innocent
Chapter 2. Exhibit A (Part 1) Life. Life for a crime I hadn't even committed. But I'd seen the footage. I could see why they believed I was guilty. I almost believe it myself.
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Chapter 2. Exhibit A (Part 1) Life. Life for a crime I hadn't even committed. But I'd seen the footage. I could see why they believed I was guilty. I almost believe it myself.
Dearest reader, I have decided to tell you about the darkness in the world. It's in the air, it's in your friend Ian. Yes I know that Ian is you best friend.
I can count every grain of sand on the beach and that's no word of a lie. I can eat a whole apple in one and that's no word of a lie. I can run around naked in the snow and that's no word of a lie.
Chapter 2 Her skin felt tense, her breath slowed down and she was panicking. Danielle Harris could feel someone watching her.
Mad Millie May. Bad Millie May. Sad Millie May. Did you hear. The new girl. Yes. Her parents. Dead. And her brother. Dead too. Recently. Yes. Foul play suspected. And nobody knows anything else. No.
A light-diamond globule drips from green-skinned rosy flesh. A million screeches combine to form a cacophony of chirruping. This just doesn’t seem to entice me anymore.
Never trust a naked girl with your guitar She'll pull the strings (amongst other things) then replicate from afar I never knew just who was hiding behind that game-playing heart, Just knew I didn't...
This, the first letter is written by Diane that wasn't responded, before she became the girl living on the roof of the restaurant she priorly was the chef of; 'I wore that tight black dress of mine...
Right now I am having a conversation with you. How have you been. That's exactly what I was expecting to hear and I sure am glad I heard it.
I awoke dazed, a puddle of blood haloed around my head. Vision was becoming a problem, despite my eyes being wide open. Not that there was much to see.
It was just approaching 9pm 2 epic failed escape plans haunted him He began to drift off into his dreams Still plotting his next big schemes He had took his nightly medication Nurse Nic hand already...
At 2pm he nervously went over to his line managers desk. She asked how things were going.
I am the voice that's in your head. Sitting on your shoulder. Whispering in your ear. Do it. You want it. Don't let that stand in the way. I am the reason you do those things. Those thefts.
Sherlock Holmes had decided to play Much to Dr.
-----From Brian's perspective --------------- 'I honestly dont know what I've done!' I kept on saying it an saying it, but no-one seemed to believe me, it's not like I would get rid of Sally like...
There was a little girl, Around eight years i think Ya'all know the drill And stories ain ´t really my thing.
Hi, my name is Norman I'm as normal as can be But if you trust your senses You should stay away from me I own a little resting place Along the interstate It was a thriving business But not so good of...
I'm awfully sorry, To break it to you, But there's another fairy tale, that's not quite true... It's not just Snow, who's corrupted her story, But that 'big bad wolf' Isn't so gory...
Walking along this hallway, The white paint won't hide it from me. I know that it's all white, But that doesn't mean I can't see. I see the men in their chairs rocking, Bald women holding their hair.
Dear mum and dad Just to let you know the first 3months of moving out and going to uni was fun. Now sit down... It not continuing until you have .... Ok..
Okay what wrong with me. Seriously doctor just tell me whats wrong with me. 'I'm sorry my dear lady but you seem to be crazy' Doctor what do you mean can't you save me. What is wrong with me.
I came to bring your cup of tea But I discovered that you'd fled. I'm sure I locked you in that room... Or was that me instead. Ha.
May 2012 The jury stood staring with disgust. 10 long years ago. I stood there in a gingham dress with pigtails humming 'pop goes the weasel'.
And here's a picture of Lotty and I. Yes, the picture of health, Face aglow. I'd say we were about twenty here. Well, there abouts, Time has blotted my memory. Oh, and that's her and Lucas.