



poison ivy
It was a horrible sight to behold. Her body lay hanging in the janitor's closet. How can anyone do such an evil act? her once-beautiful face was now pale and purplish. Yes, Brenda was dead. His blond hair, once long and shiny, now looked weak and brittle and was cropped to his ears. His brown eyes were out of focus. Her jewelry lay on the floor as a parting gesture, the crime was not committed for some theft. Her mouth, which before was only reddened by her favorite lipstick, was wine with blood. Not satisfied with killing her, the killer insisted on torturing her before the final act. Bren was never the most loved in school, in fact, she was always feared, but I know, that behind all the evil she did, there was a scared heart. And I promise Brenda, whoever did this to you will spend the rest of his life behind bars.
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