MaggiesHomicide

ittle Jokes start out fun but can end in a horrifying state. A young male laid on the earthy ground as four others towered over his frail, shaking body. Laughing as they kicked him continuously, causing him to flinch every now and then. He was nothing more than a child with a broken voice, and given the curse to stutter. Bruises and Cuts were left on his pale skin as the other four males left in a hurry from the parking lot they dragged him to. Matt laid there, Curled up as afraid if they would come back again for more 'fun'. But he didn't call out for help, or cry from the jolting pains that surged through out his body. He just, laid there,

Maggie Smith, Age 14 with a perfect life. A perfect mom and dad, and brother. Perfect education, great grades, not many friends but she was fine with it anyway. The quiet girl never knew her life would soon fall down a crooked road. May 17th, 2011. Maggie stood at her brothers door way, about to cry. Anthony, Her brother, Hung in the middle of his room, with a tipped over step stool under him and a rope around his pail neck. She  screamed for her parents to come to her brothers room. When they did, the both screamed. Days after Anthony's death Maggie began to act strange in her parents opinion. She said her brother wasn't dead and that her wa