When the light runs out

When the light runs out

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"When her body was discovered, the police noted that the murder was done quick and sloppily. They could tell that the murderer did not want her to suffer."
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I wanted to talk to her. I wanted to ask her if she was broken. I wanted to hear her voice. I wanted to know her name. My friend didn't dare say it for even the thought of her old life made her cry. I wanted her to know I was there, but sadly, that won't happen for a long time, or at least until she dies.

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