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She woke up to the sound of someone opening her front door. She didn't know who it was and next thing she knew there was a guy with a mask standing next to her bedroom door. All he said was "come with me or else…" she ended up going with him. He toke her to his car and said "get in" she didn't want to but she didn't want anything to happen to her. He put her in the back seat and started speeding off. She was scared and worried about what would happen to her. She tried to open the door but it was locked. When the car finally stopped they were in a dark alley. He started yelling at her and saying "hurry and get out of the car". He ended up taking her in the dark alley and saying "take off your clothes and lay on the floor" at that time she knew that she was going to get raped she was scared but she did what he said. He started taking his clothes off as well. He was starting to get down on the floor and he said "get on top of me". Then she started taking a run for it.
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I saw her and thought she beautiful and thought I could trick her into trusting me. I can get on her good side and then kill her. I walked over to her. She was so beautiful and vulnerable, she trusted me. -a week later- She trusted me enough now to invite me into her house. She told me she was going to go change in her room so I made my way over to the kitchen. She came down asking if I was hungry. "Yes I am, but not for food" " What do you mean?" I lifted the knife over my head and said " I mean I hungry for justice." and I stabbed her. It went through her chest and her heart. She was dead. After I cleaned her up I cleaned up the house with bleach. There was no traces left of the murder. Except her, or so I thought.

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