The bloody butcher

The bloody butcher

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This is the story of one of the world's most wanted murderer, my name is shawn johnson and I will be educating you with this complex story . It all started in 1997 october 23 the birth of Henry Cain the world didn't know that day that a monster was born in fact no one knew not even himself at that time he was just a baby born like all not a monster,sometimes I wonder how could a man do those atrocities but I've come to think that he was not a man but a monster trapped in human flesh to put it simply he was not a man he was something more, something different, I will tell his story with different viewpoints not just of mine or the cops or the doctors but people that met him and knew him and most importantly his viewpoint.
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