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Death is a scarey thing. One day comming home from school I came home to watch on the news that my cousin and my neice were murdered. This struct me very harshly, before going to the funeral the man that did it confessed and tryed to plead insanity and i thought it was crazy. I hoped he was going to die under the death penalty. When the funeral rolled around i was asked by my uncle to be a pole berrer.
