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Psychotic Break(Part 8: Litenaunt Hubert) FINALE

Posted on November 10, 2012 at 11:59am 0 Comments

I got Hannah's case a few months ago. At first I thought I knew what had happened. Crazy girl who snapped, but something was not fitting in the profile. She didn't seem crazy, she seemed she had the perfect life. I started to investigate her background and I discovered that when she was just a little girl she had lost herself in the forest for a month. Something might had happened to her in there, because according to the report, after finding her she was not the same. I concluded that for…

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Psychotic Break (Part 5: Harry Story)

Posted on November 7, 2012 at 7:40pm 0 Comments

I will never forget the day I met Hannah. It was a sunny beautiful day to go outside and play, so that's exactly what I did. Now I wish I hadn't. I brought all of my plastic guns because I was planning to go to Lee's house to play, but on my way I had to pass through the Hankercroft's house. Something caught my eye when I looked at it. I could see a 12 year old girl on the left corner window. She gestured me to come with her hand. I always thought that the family that moved in had only a…

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Walt Disney Story

Posted on November 7, 2012 at 7:24pm 0 Comments

When Walt Disney was little he would always lock in his room to draw cartoons. When he grew up he thought he should open an amusement park with cartoons in it. Nevertheless he got sent to war before he could anything and on a flash of the light his dreams were gone. He knew he had to carry on and fight with his bare hands so he never gave up his dreams. On the first day of war he was trying to learn how to clean a gun and accidentally shot himself in the leg. When he returned home an…

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Psychotic Break (Part 3: Hannah's Story)

Posted on November 1, 2012 at 7:26pm 0 Comments

Flashes of blood, anger and a feeling of freedom like I just had released something that was inside of me for a very long time. That's all I could remember of the day I snapped. My parents said that they'd put me Hannah because it could be read backwards and it would say the same. Perfection was the thing my family was after. Everyone knew in school knew I was smart, pretty and had lots of money. Hannah was the name of perfection. I was perfect. In all my school years I had never gotten a…

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