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September 23, 2005

murder in park ridge

2 murders, actually. two people were shot dead, just a block away from my sleepy little house in my sleepy little suburb.

When I walked by the house this morning, there was crime scene tape all over the place, and residue from the flares they used to block off the street last night.

funny, this is the same house that was vacant for so many years throughout my childhood - I can't help but feel creeped out and want to make up haunting stories about the whole thing, but all I can do is be sad and just a little bit worried.

comments closed, because somehow telling people how I feel, that saying "I am sad and just a little bit worried" and that I decided not to "mak[e] up haunting stories" is apparantly insulting to people who don't know how to read sympathetic gestures that don't directly address them. I'm sick of dealing with them.

whatever. remind me to tell you the one about the strangers, the haunting, and the illiteracy problem in the midwest....

Posted by Heather at September 23, 2005 10:04 AM