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        I remember that cold gruesome night, the racing of my heart and the beads of tears running down my face. That one horrific call changed my life FOREVER but you can't blame me, not everyday you get a call from the police saying that your best friend died from loss of blood due to a gunshot wound. I remember the loud, vivid sounds of the sirens and my terrified,deep breaths and the air around me getting colder and colder with every tumultuous breath I took. But I wasn't going to give up on my friend that easily. I was going to find my friend's killer and avenge her death with or without the help of the police.
      

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