said Miranda. "The man in that room is the Minot Hacker!"
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Chapter 1
June, 1974
The Green family were similar to any typical family living in a rough housing project in the town of Minot, North Dakota. They were unemployed, had little money and overall, were experiencing a tough time during economic depression. During this time, many people turned to alcohol, and no-one cared about anyone else but themselves and their own families. Times were hard, and many did not see a way out of it. No-one knew if they were ever going to experience happiness again. The country was going through a terrible time, and that was that.
Ian Green was like any other child going through these times. He was eight years of age, and often had little to eat outside of school hours. He was an innocent child who was always making people laugh. He had no idea of the situation the country was in, as he was too young to understand, and was too occupied with his own childhood to even try to. He had grown up in one house in a housing project, as did his elder sister and elder brother. His brother, Evan, was six years of age, while his sister, Alison, was almost seventeen.
Evan was known as a geek, or a nerd. He wore square glasses and had two teeth at the front of his mouth that stuck out. Very few people talked to him in those days. He was always in the background, though a target for bullies, and Ian could not do anything but sit back and watch, as he was powerless against large groups of them. Evan did not fit in at all with the rest of the family – he was too intelligent, though none of the other members of the family seemed to notice.
Alison, on the other hand, was a typical teenage girl. She was the complete opposite of Evan in some ways, as she spent most of her time going out and dressing her hair.
One night, on an afternoon in 1984, was a completely typical night. It was quiet outside, and there was no-one around, no-one except the entire Green family, excluding the one who did not bother to speak to any of them.
"Bitch, I asked for a steak pie, not a pork one!" cried Thomas, the patriarch of the family.
"Do I care?" asked Iris, drinking a large glass of wine. Iris was the matriarch of the family, and most of the time she did not care about anything.
"You will in a moment if you don't keep your trap shut!" screamed an enraged Thomas.
The entire family was watching in the background of the living room, knowing what was about to happen next. Iris' parents, Margaret and Fred, who lived next door to the family, were watching, not caring much, while all three children were there. The two boys watched in fear, while Alison did not care at all. She was too busy putting on makeup for her night out. Iris' sister, Alison, was also there. Alison and Iris were nothing at all alike: Iris had short, brown hair and was a plump woman, while Alison was a skinny blonde.
"Here they go again!" laughed Margaret. Fred laughed with her.
"And if you don't shut up I'll ram your head into that door!" yelled Thomas, even more angry. Those threats were not at all empty, as the entire family knew the extent of his violent behavior.
"Don't talk to her like that!" Iris cried, getting up to attack Thomas. She stood up, but could barely walk. She was obviously drunk, as usual. The rest of the family had no idea where she got those amounts of alcohol from. Maybe there was a secret supplier, they thought. Iris half-limped over to Thomas and as she tried to hit him, Thomas jumped up and punched her repeatedly in the mouth. Two of her teeth fell out, and her face turned red. She screamed to stop but he didn't listen, and neither did anyone. Nobody cared anymore.
"You go, girl!" cried Iris' father, enjoying the action.
Iris then picked up a knife and cut into Thomas's hand. Thomas then screamed.
"I'm gonna kill you!" he cried.
Iris
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Sample of Buried My Murder Mysteries #2
http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B018KJVL4Q
Chapter 1
June, 1974
The Green family were similar to any typical family living in a rough housing project in the town of Minot, North Dakota. They were unemployed, had little money and overall, were experiencing a tough time during economic depression. During this time, many people turned to alcohol, and no-one cared about anyone else but themselves and their own families. Times were hard, and many did not see a way out of it. No-one knew if they were ever going to experience happiness again. The country was going through a terrible time, and that was that.
Ian Green was like any other child going through these times. He was eight years of age, and often had little to eat outside of school hours. He was an innocent child who was always making people laugh. He had no idea of the situation the country was in, as he was too young to understand, and was too occupied with his own childhood to even try to. He had grown up in one house in a housing project, as did his elder sister and elder brother. His brother, Evan, was six years of age, while his sister, Alison, was almost seventeen.
Evan was known as a geek, or a nerd. He wore square glasses and had two teeth at the front of his mouth that stuck out. Very few people talked to him in those days. He was always in the background, though a target for bullies, and Ian could not do anything but sit back and watch, as he was powerless against large groups of them. Evan did not fit in at all with the rest of the family – he was too intelligent, though none of the other members of the family seemed to notice.
Alison, on the other hand, was a typical teenage girl. She was the complete opposite of Evan in some ways, as she spent most of her time going out and dressing her hair.
One night, on an afternoon in 1984, was a completely typical night. It was quiet outside, and there was no-one around, no-one except the entire Green family, excluding the one who did not bother to speak to any of them.
"Bitch, I asked for a steak pie, not a pork one!" cried Thomas, the patriarch of the family.
"Do I care?" asked Iris, drinking a large glass of wine. Iris was the matriarch of the family, and most of the time she did not care about anything.
"You will in a moment if you don't keep your trap shut!" screamed an enraged Thomas.
The entire family was watching in the background of the living room, knowing what was about to happen next. Iris' parents, Margaret and Fred, who lived next door to the family, were watching, not caring much, while all three children were there. The two boys watched in fear, while Alison did not care at all. She was too busy putting on makeup for her night out. Iris' sister, Alison, was also there. Alison and Iris were nothing at all alike: Iris had short, brown hair and was a plump woman, while Alison was a skinny blonde.
"Here they go again!" laughed Margaret. Fred laughed with her.
"And if you don't shut up I'll ram your head into that door!" yelled Thomas, even more angry. Those threats were not at all empty, as the entire family knew the extent of his violent behavior.
"Don't talk to her like that!" Iris cried, getting up to attack Thomas. She stood up, but could barely walk. She was obviously drunk, as usual. The rest of the family had no idea where she got those amounts of alcohol from. Maybe there was a secret supplier, they thought. Iris half-limped over to Thomas and as she tried to hit him, Thomas jumped up and punched her repeatedly in the mouth. Two of her teeth fell out, and her face turned red. She screamed to stop but he didn't listen, and neither did anyone. Nobody cared anymore.
"You go, girl!" cried Iris' father, enjoying the action.
Iris then picked up a knife and cut into Thomas's hand. Thomas then screamed.
"I'm gonna kill you!" he cried.
Iris
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