Charlotte looked more concerned than worried. She constantly asked who else knew.
"Everyone else on set. I mean, there was no body, just the note."
I pretended to sob a bit more.
"I've...I've got to go" I lied and ran out the front door.
I walked away with a sly grin on my face and sang to myself.
"I'm nuts,
Baby, I'm mad,
The craziest friend,
That you've ever had,
You think I'm psycho,
You think I'm gone,
tell the psychiatrist:
something is wrong "
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They Think I'm Psycho
FanfictionNobody could know that this was not suicide, but murder.
