Roommates from Hell I walked outside to the storage door. I pushed on the door and opened it. I saw the rope around John’s neck and John’s face looking at me. I screamed and ran …
Abe Opincar's mother. I pulled off the road. My mother ran from the car. I ran after her.
Posted May 5, 2005
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