Innocent
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  • Reads 489
  • Votes 62
  • Parts 24
  • Time 51m
Ongoing, First published Jan 25, 2016
Let's be real. I don't know how I even got here. Here, to this place of hell! I shouldn't even be here in the first place. I'm innocent! I didn't hurt anyone and I'm not capable of it either. You see, everyone knows I didn't do anything except for certain people. I'm telling the truth to everyone.  
But, that one thing that they don't know, that one thing I'm lying about,  is how this whole thing went down, and who did it. I know who the real killer is, and I know how, and what happened that day. So I am writing in my dairy about it, to show that I was right all along, to show that I am truly innocent.

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