Detective
By tiffycopper13
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it all started when I was little boy. I use to play with my little toy car and pretend that I was a detective. I would pretend that my teddy bear had been murdered and I would solve the case and catch the killer. That was when I was 10 years old. I am now 26 and I have become a real detective. About 2 months ago, we had a case where there was a cross dresser who was originally a woman. We found her shot, stabbed, beaten, raped in a target shopping cart. I just got a call today saying they found a woman eviscerated on the back seat of a car. I'm on my way to identify the victim if at all possible. As soon as I got to the scene, I saw the car our victim was in, I had a flashback of me playing with that exact car only as a toy when I was a child. The Chief of Police told me that it was a pretty gruesome site. The first thing I saw was intestines hanging out of the car. I personally thought it was cool until I saw the face of the victim. I fled from the scene as quick as I could because I burst into tears and vomited at the same time. The victim in the car was my mother.
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Big welcome to the site
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Well someone killed off
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