The “man” who killed my sister goes on trial next week.

So, I know I’ve been a bit quiet recently, and there’s a reason.

My older sister was killed last year by an “acquaintance”. People refer to him as a “man” at times, but I can’t imagine equating a scumbag like that to someone who takes care of his kids, tries to make a living, and bring home the bread.

You’re a maggot-ridden piece of trash, you unbelievable waste of space. And you’re gonna hang, or spend your life kicking the soap into a corner of the prison shower to prolong the inevitable.

I’m going to be there the whole time. Trying to catch your eye. To show you that my sister was a person. To make sure that every time you come up for parole, there will be someone waiting to show the board my sisters pretty smile.

And back in you’ll go.

Dont worry about wondering which one I am in the courtroom. You’ll know.

Talk to me!

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