Personal Narrative On Mr. Walker's Murder

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I woke up to the sound of Mr.Walker once again banging on the door for Carissa and I to get up. I live in Schwartz Mental Institution with my roommate Carissa. Carissa got in here for depression and being a danger to herself and others.On the other hand i’m in here for attempt at murder. I know it sounds pretty bad but I could never hurt Alyssa she was my best friend. All of the evidence was pointing towards me I was pinned to the murder even though they knew i would never even imagine hurting her. But my mother just added more reason for them to pin it on me. She told them about me having problems for the last few years and told them that she was even thinking of getting me a therapist and even putting me in a facility. My whole world fell apart when she pleaded me to be mentally insane. I had already lost my best friend the only person I had in the world that was there for me and then the only family I have left turned on me and left me like I never meant anything to her. Then three months later she disappeared without a trace. I know this may seem like a terrible thing for a daughter to say but I was actually glad she was gone. …show more content…
Carissa was bullied almost all of her life and her family well they didn’t treat her so well , so one day she had finally had enough and tried to kill herself. But of course she is one of the most kindest girls you could meet.Which makes me so mad that people put her through so much hell that she wanted to kill herself because of what they did.Now she’s stuck here in a fricken hell hole because of them what kind of person would do that to someone. Would it somehow make them feel better as a person because if i did that so someone i would probably hate

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