Emma

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If you're reading this right now, you obviously don't know what's good for you. This isn't one of those happy 'And they all lived happily ever after' fairytales. This is my account of what happened. The event that changed my life forever. And I certainly do not advise you to read this. If you need something to read, go read Judy Moody, or Flat Stanley, or The Baby- Sitters Club. Something where everyone is happy and no one gets hurt. This is not such a story. It's my life, and I intend to tell it the way it happened.

Don't say I didn't warn you.

They say I have a perfect life. Great parents, good grades- everything.  And at the time they were right. My parents had been married for thirty years- a long time where I lived- and they still were crazy about each other. I knew they loved me.

We had plenty of money, a big house and a nice town. I was 13 and at the local high school. I had friends and the teachers liked me.

Life was good. It wasn't perfect by any standards- my parents were way to over protective- but it was good.

But that was before.

Before I was falsely accused.

Falsely accused,

Of murder.

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