Meurtrier à 14 ans.
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Last published Sat, Sep 15, 2018
Je m'appelle Wally, Wally Brown. J'ai 14 ans. Je suis banal. Trop banal pour que qui que se soit me remarque. Banal. Oui, banal. A une exception près. Je suis un meurtrier. Un assassin. Un criminel. Utilisez le terme que vous voulez.
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"I didn't kill him." I repeated the same line over and over again. He wasn't dead. I knew it. I know that he's alive. "I didn't kill him." He had to be out there, but it didn't matter now. They wouldn't let me out of here no matter how much I begged. "I'm not crazy and he's not dead!" I yelled out. No one answered. I began rocking back and forth. "I didn't kill him."
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