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How am I going to Explain This?
I killed a man. It was self defense. But God forgive me I killed him.
I told him, "Don't mess with me. You'll regret it." But he didn't listen. The next second he was writhing in pain. I could tell his knees wanted to buckle, but they held firm.
When I released him I said, "Walk out that door and don't mess with anyone ever." He turned as if to leave but lunged at me. The knife in his hand ...
Wednesday 16th April 2014 1:31 pm
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