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She said, “there’s a detective on the phone. He wants to talk to you.”
"All I could think about was hurt, pain, and people making fun of me."
"When I was gone to school she would cut my favorite clothes into shreds where I could find them."
"It was a long progression into the hell on earth that I had created for myself. The road trip back was nothing."
"I swung as hard as I could and hit the back of his head and split his head open."