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I did not shoot Mantus using Sebastian’s gun when SPO2 Patrick Smith repeatedly shot me on my body. “Stop it!” He screamed. I was not able to stand up because of what he did. After what happened, his tears started to fall, and he kneeled.
“You! Who do you think you are shooting!?” I angrily asked him. Then, I coughed blood, and I let go of Sebastian’s gun. After that, I looked at the people around me. “Why do you all not understand?! I am a victim of my brother!” I angrily added. A few seconds later, Mantus took the gun of SPO2 Patrick Smith, and he pointed it at me.
“Arrest him now.” He coldly said to the other police officers. So, they came to me. Then, they handcuffed me. After that, I lost my consciousness.
They brought me to the hospital to treat my wounds because SPO2 Patrick Smith shot me many times. Also, I found out I would not be able to w
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Author's note: This is the English version of my novel entitled 'How To Be A Murderer,' I hope you guys enjoy and thank you very much for supporting its Filipino version. This is only fiction, and it can't happen in real life. I hope you guys enjoy reading this novel written by me. Love you all.Rules to be a murderer:Accuse someone of the crime you did.Be a liar.Be smart.Choose an appropriate weapon.Create a strong alibi.Do not be afraid.Erase the evidence.Kill the witness.Kill your conscience.Plan everything before and after the crime.
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Phoenix’s POV I opened my eyes, my eyesight was blurry, but it became okay little by little. I am here in a hospital, and many things were injected into me while lying on the bed. A few minutes later, mom entered the room. “You’re finally awake,” she said while walking towards me, “I’ve talked to your doctor earlier, and he told me that you have selective amnesia, and until now, your older brother is missing,” she added that made me frown. “Older brother?” I asked her. I am not going to lie; I am confused right now. Based on the way she acts now, I know she cried earlier. I have selective amnesia; I cannot remember some details about my life, including what happened before I was diagnosed with having it. “Your brother’s name is Nate Keehl,” she said to me, “He was missing since your prom night last Friday,” she added. Older brother? “Nate Keehl?” I asked her again. I am annoyed with m
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