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HI I'm lazieNinjaFrog. Welcome to my site. Enjoy your stay. Rules of my site.

1. I take art requests, but no yoai or yurei, as I do not believe in these.

2. Plz refrain from cursing as much as possible,

3. I won't kick you off my friends list unless you do something really bad.

4.I will only comment on your sites if you comment on mine.

Okay, nuff formal speak. Take off your hat, let my elf take your coat, have a seat, and relax^^ LOL ~I believe in christ and I'm not ashamed to say it, if you believe in christ to copy and paste this to your site^^~ Go ahead and sign my gb. =^^= I'll be sure to sign your gb soon.=^^= Hey Guess what ALL!! IT's the year of the...

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Site Theme: Tamaki's Puppy Eyes from Ouran High Schoo Host Club

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Well, I just re-did my site's theme, right now I'm listening to traditional Japanese music, trying to find a song to put on my site.

Anyway hope you guys like the theme. And this is my mystery. AnywayI hope it's not to easy to solve, after all, it is my first mystery that I ever wrote...ever...anyhoo, enjoy ^^

Detective Brown observed the crime scene. The house was a nice condo, but thirty feet away from it lay the body of Mr. Write. He'd been stabbed to death forty times. Detective Brown shuddered. Mrs. Write was standing on her porch, steadying herself with the wall.
It was a known thing in that neighborhood that Mrs. Write was nearly blind.
He walked over to the porch. "Mrs. Write, may I ask you a few questions?"

"Yes, you may."

"Firstly, what exatly happened the night your husband was killed?"

She put her hand on her chin and began."It was night time and my husband had gone outside to enjoy the evening. I was standing in the kitchen, washing the dishes. I happened to hear a strange sound, so I looked out the window above the kitchen sink, just in time to see a figure of a man leap out over the fence. Then I ran outside to him, and found him dead. Then I called the police."

Detective Brown who had been taking notes the whole time, looked up from his notebook.
"Are you sure that's what happened, Mrs. Write?" He asked.

"Yes."
"Then I'm afraid I'm going to have to arrest you." He said.

How did Detective Brown know Mrs. Write was the murderess?

And now you have to guess, anyway, c'ya 'n' stuffs.
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