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Kace's POV
I cant really say much because i dont really know much about myself. Which is why i am a main suspect. I cant say anything and they think i am lying to protect myself. That is a lie. Mostly.

I was called last night about the murder. Firstly, I don't even know who Callie is, ive never known a person called Callie in my life. So how could i have killed her. They also called for my alibi.
"What's an alibi?" I asked
"Its a piece of evidence that directs you to not committing the crime."
I haven't exactly had the best education so I don't really know what words means. Back to the case, I vaguely resemble the other suspects from school something. Not sure.

Aimee was my friend from Elementary School. Not especially close. I talked to her but, only in American History and Art. We didn't hang out outside school, or even at recess. I remember her because she is in my earliest memory which was in second grade.

I heard of Rose when she left her high school early because she was pregnant. She lived my in neighbourhood because i just heard yelling from her house all the time. Them eventually i heard that she escaped from home with her newborn daughter in her arms. Havent seen her since. I was thirteen.

I knew Naomi also from school, but i don't remember anything about her. Her name just rings a bell. All i remember is that i was pretty close with her. She went to my house a couple times. Them we fell out big time in middle school and purposely chose different high schools in eighth grade. She chose St. Michaels and i chose Ressons. St. Michaels in a fancy private school. Most of my class went there. Me and a few other kids went to Ressons while everyone else went to Quinceys. I never spoke to her again. I left high school in my sophomore year.

I knew Toni from when i went to the ment— sorry. I met her at the prom when she went as Dia Rossel's date. I talked to Toni. Oh yeah. Dia is a Bitch.

Yep. I do remember things. Not much but when i do, they are really vivid.

Like once my family and i went to Cyprus before we got messed up. I was like five with my little sister, Ellie, my mom and my step dad Justin. Ellie was only two and a half but i remember exactly what she did. She ran into Justin and he spun her around. My mom then went to get us ice creams in the parlour next door, i ran up to Justin and hugged him by the ankles. I got really hyped up as my mum didn't really do anything with me. He then put Ellie down on the sand handed her a spade. He then picked me up and dropped me onto the sand above Ellie, crushing her. Braking twelve of her ribs, her leg and her collarbone. He then went in the sea to make it look like he wasn't there. When my mum came back. She saw me in tears on top of my unconscious broken sister. I was then dumped in foster care in Cyprus, then my foster family moved back to the US with me. Justin was dumped for not watching us. I can speak fluent Greek and Turkish, which is a plus. Luckily my sister survived. She is still not completely healed as she still has to wear a neck brace for her collarbone as it dislocates sometimes. I saw her a couple months ago, she eventually forgave me for what she thought i did. She doesn't remember Justin. My sister doesn't remember anything past age 8.

That is basically all i remember, except for one thing.

It was 20——-

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