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Why do words come so easily to everyone?
I never understand how some people's minds are so closely connected to their mouths. How do you do that? How do you think something and come out with it, just like that? I've never said a thing in my life that I didn't mentally slave over composing before finally voicing, and even then I'm so hesitant. I wonder if I'll ever understand.
Take all the people in this courtroom, for example. They're all chattering away, words effortlessly spilling out of their mouth. It's natural for them. Unlike for me, words are just tools that they've been well trained with.
It reminds me of how Tino is.
…Or had been.
Tino is dead.
I am on trial for his murder.
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People v. Oxenstierna Fact Situation:
Himaruya University is a college in Chikyuu City, USA.
Tino Väinämöinen and Berwald Oxenstierna were seniors at Himaruya University, and close childhood friends.
On the day of October 13th, 2010, Tino was found injured, with bruises and cuts over the top half of his body. The cause was due to Berwald, who had been constructing furniture, had accidentally crushed Tino with the materials he had been using.
The Hidekaz International music festival took place on April 2nd of 2011. The featured, headline band, Twisted Canadian and the Mafia Penguins, performed from 11:00 p.m. – 12:00 a.m.
Most people who attended the festival, including Tino and Eduard, set up their campsites at the campground, which was about a 15-minute walk from the festival. The campground and festival areas were connected by the well-lit East and West Roads.
On April 2nd, Tino Väinämöinen and his close friend, Eduard Von Bock, attended the Hidekaz festival, as did Berwald Oxenstierna. The three had a confrontation at the Pub & Go!, a nearby bar, where they also met another acquaintance, Gilbert Beilschmidt.
An hour and a half later, Eduard found Tino's body stabbed to death near their campsite, and called 911. Detective Ludwig Beilschmidt arrived shortly after along with the paramedics, who pronounced Tino dead. Detective Beilschmidt contacted the forensics department, and took a witness statement from Eduard at the crime scene.
The next morning, April 3rd, Dr. Lukas Bondevik autopsied Tino, and found that he had died from blood loss resulting from a stab wound in his chest area, consistent with a knife of a rough edge. Detective Beilschmidt made further interviews and investigations, and Dr. Bondevik conducted further tests. Based on his investigations, Detective Beilschmidt sought and was granted an arrest warrant for Berwald Oxenstierna, and arrested him that day.
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It's been weeks since I found out about The Incident, but I'm still numb all over. The last thing I can clearly remember is the detective interrogating me, repeating something that had to be a joke. After that, I fell out of reality. All my memories since have been blurred and foggy. The days sort of melt into each other. Being imprisoned in jail sort of does that to you.
I was arrested in front of my home, where I was staying after that…Day.
I couldn't find the words to protest, to defend myself.
The people say I am guilty. They insist there's enough circumstantial evidence to convict me of murder.
I'm innocent. I know it. I know I am. And Mr. Carriedo will fight for me, fight with the words that I can never fathom.
A tall, sandy-haired man, smiling a smile that doesn't reach his eyes, has walked in. The voices turn off; their words vanish.
The trial is about to begin.
I never understand how some people's minds are so closely connected to their mouths. How do you do that? How do you think something and come out with it, just like that? I've never said a thing in my life that I didn't mentally slave over composing before finally voicing, and even then I'm so hesitant. I wonder if I'll ever understand.
Take all the people in this courtroom, for example. They're all chattering away, words effortlessly spilling out of their mouth. It's natural for them. Unlike for me, words are just tools that they've been well trained with.
It reminds me of how Tino is.
…Or had been.
Tino is dead.
I am on trial for his murder.
*******************************************
People v. Oxenstierna Fact Situation:
Himaruya University is a college in Chikyuu City, USA.
Tino Väinämöinen and Berwald Oxenstierna were seniors at Himaruya University, and close childhood friends.
On the day of October 13th, 2010, Tino was found injured, with bruises and cuts over the top half of his body. The cause was due to Berwald, who had been constructing furniture, had accidentally crushed Tino with the materials he had been using.
The Hidekaz International music festival took place on April 2nd of 2011. The featured, headline band, Twisted Canadian and the Mafia Penguins, performed from 11:00 p.m. – 12:00 a.m.
Most people who attended the festival, including Tino and Eduard, set up their campsites at the campground, which was about a 15-minute walk from the festival. The campground and festival areas were connected by the well-lit East and West Roads.
On April 2nd, Tino Väinämöinen and his close friend, Eduard Von Bock, attended the Hidekaz festival, as did Berwald Oxenstierna. The three had a confrontation at the Pub & Go!, a nearby bar, where they also met another acquaintance, Gilbert Beilschmidt.
An hour and a half later, Eduard found Tino's body stabbed to death near their campsite, and called 911. Detective Ludwig Beilschmidt arrived shortly after along with the paramedics, who pronounced Tino dead. Detective Beilschmidt contacted the forensics department, and took a witness statement from Eduard at the crime scene.
The next morning, April 3rd, Dr. Lukas Bondevik autopsied Tino, and found that he had died from blood loss resulting from a stab wound in his chest area, consistent with a knife of a rough edge. Detective Beilschmidt made further interviews and investigations, and Dr. Bondevik conducted further tests. Based on his investigations, Detective Beilschmidt sought and was granted an arrest warrant for Berwald Oxenstierna, and arrested him that day.
*******************************************
It's been weeks since I found out about The Incident, but I'm still numb all over. The last thing I can clearly remember is the detective interrogating me, repeating something that had to be a joke. After that, I fell out of reality. All my memories since have been blurred and foggy. The days sort of melt into each other. Being imprisoned in jail sort of does that to you.
I was arrested in front of my home, where I was staying after that…Day.
I couldn't find the words to protest, to defend myself.
The people say I am guilty. They insist there's enough circumstantial evidence to convict me of murder.
I'm innocent. I know it. I know I am. And Mr. Carriedo will fight for me, fight with the words that I can never fathom.
A tall, sandy-haired man, smiling a smile that doesn't reach his eyes, has walked in. The voices turn off; their words vanish.
The trial is about to begin.
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Why would some stupid person murder the adorable little finland
I mean why
I mean why