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I Think I Killed My Parents
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    Time 28m
Ongoing, First published Nov 25, 2016
Mature
After substantial evidence points to seventeen year old, Dylan Marcus for the gruesome murder of his parents, he is sentenced to a life of padded rooms, straight jackets, and violent neighbors. Institutionalized at Ashmoor Psychiatric Hospital, Dylan spends his days surrounded by the craziest of the crazies. With no memory of the night of the murders, piece by piece is returned with time and extensive therapy. Dylan soon begins to question his own sanity, and innocence as the jigsaw puzzle in his mind comes together,  forming a fractured picture of blood, and rage.
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