KwanYingirl
Diamond Member
I was strangled by a junkie and left for dead. He had just been released from prison. I was a wreck. I had to help the police artist do a sketch of him. That was printed in the press and he was caught two days later. My family did nothing to comfort me.
The detectives on the case walked me through the whole process up to and including the trial. They said they had hoped some of my family would be there. They took me to lunch after the trial.
No one prepared me for the fact that the defense attorney attacked my credibility, suggested that I was to blame for interfering with his search for drugs and he was desperate. I wished I had been coached. I was completely unprepared and I cried the whole time.
He was found guilty and sent back to jail. I still cringe when I think I see him stalking me.
You know the truth be brave I hope they throw the book at him.
The detectives on the case walked me through the whole process up to and including the trial. They said they had hoped some of my family would be there. They took me to lunch after the trial.
No one prepared me for the fact that the defense attorney attacked my credibility, suggested that I was to blame for interfering with his search for drugs and he was desperate. I wished I had been coached. I was completely unprepared and I cried the whole time.
He was found guilty and sent back to jail. I still cringe when I think I see him stalking me.
You know the truth be brave I hope they throw the book at him.