an unspeakable site. when i started up the stairs, there was blood on the walls. it was a very brutal crime scene. it was one of the worst i have ever seen. a loving couple dead. was the killer one of the family? they said, they arrested matt. and i said, who? and he said, our cousin mapped. and blew it away but this case was not solved. one tiny clue did not fit at all. the inscription said that love always who is blind and who is the trail would leave hundreds of miles away to a chilling piece of evidence. that must have been a shocker to have it pretty much sends a chill down your spine. i killed someone. he was older. i loved him. he was scary. as soon as the story, but not even it revealed the whole twisted truth. i know what happened that no one will believe me. this really happening i didn t feel i could feel so much anger. it was late past midnight, when the farmhouse no sign of life. not to them, anyway. he hit
said don t do that. you know? but what about those letters, the words found later in that house with reeds belongings, with that cigarette box, words she wrote? boldly admitting to her crimes. i killed someone, he was older, i loved it. i wish i could do it all the time, if greg doesn t watch it i m going to just leave one day and do it myself. i don t understand it i hate hearing them because it s kind of like, how everything was portrayed. i hate hearing it. because it was how everything was portrayed? because i m not like that. were you like that at the time? no. that was my way of showing graphic that i was okay with it, because when he told me not to cry it was like, what? i m not supposed to feel bad about this. how can you have no remorse for