"He was 5'6ft" well at least thats what i heard the police say on the way to school. "He died right here on the street"
Your probably wondering what im talking about, i haven't even told you who 'he' is. It all happened three days ago when they found my mums business partner laying dead on a street. His name was Mr Michelson and gosh i hated him, i was actually kind of glad he died. He would always swear at me behind my mums back. My brother being himself defended me and i would always be forced to stop him. So your probably wondering why im even bothering about Mr Michelson's murder anyway, at school and basically everywhere my brother goes he is constantly bullied and beaten because everyone thinks he murdered Mr Michelson and no one is ever allowed to pick on my brother without a valid reason! He's always defended and supported me so now it my turn.
