I watched my mother stabbed and brutally murdered. What hurt most is she knew I was watching. She pushed me in a hideaway mirrored closet to protect me. I watched them murder her. I’ll never forget the look in her eyes. Someone had to pay. Years of bodies splattered from Michigan to... read more
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