“Pain, guilt, the feelings that are poison to the mind. It’s twisted. My lungs are aching as I can barely breathe. I feel like someone took my heart out and smashed it into a million pieces. I feel broken. I should’ve told her I loved her. Should have made sure she felt more appreciated. But she was taken away from me and I couldn’t protect her. The guilt is so hard to swallow. If only I had stayed home that night.

How can people be so cruel? What pleasure to do people get out of another one’s death and misery? She was taken too soon.”

“Local guy breaks down and reveals his feelings as his girlfriend was murdered in her own home. It’s too bad that he knew the person who did it. Just two hours after he talked to the reporters he was found dead with his best friend across from him. They both had guns in their hands and both died from one gunshot to the heart. It is believed that they had figured out what really happened and shot each other to hide the truth.

Local news at sparkle, brought to you by glitters at 20.” Clover concluded.

“That was the best fake news report I’ve ever seen! Good job Clover,” Buck said, “maybe you’ll get a raise.”

“Haha, you’re funny. I’m a clover, what more can I do?”