This is a pretty old urban legend.  I don't know how true it is, but it
is pretty cool.




   On the night of May15 1999, two college girls had plans to go to a
college going away party at one of the colleges dorm. But plans changed
because one the girls had an extra final report to do. So the other girl
didnt want to disrupt her friend from doing her work because it was only
3 weeks 'til they graduated from college. So she called her boyfriend to
pick her up from the apartment that they lived in because the
neighborhood they lived in wasnt exactly paradise. It was more like the
ghetto. So her boyfriend picked her up and they both reached the party
at the college dorm at around 12:00 am. They danced, drank, and did all
those things that college people do. It was around 2:00 am, when the
girl asked her boyfriend to bring her back home so she could pick up
some female necessities. So the boyfriend gave in and drove her back to
the apartment. They reached the apartment at about 2:15 am. The
boyfriend asked the girl if she needed help to go up to her apartment.
Being the brave lady she is, she politely said no thank you. So the
boyfriend waited in the car while the girl went to get somethings from
her apartment. She went into the apartment, she decided to not turn on
the lights because she knew that her friend was up all night finishing
her report. So she didnt want to be a bitch and wake her up. So she just
walked into the room that she and her friend shared and got some make-up
and some money. She closed the door to the room and then the apartment.
She walked back down to her boyfriend and they both went back to the
party. The girl and her boyfriend got back to the apartment at around
11:00 a.m., and they noticed that police and ambulance surrounded the
compound. They didnt suspect anything because police was common at the
apartment because of drug dealers. They just thought it was just another
drug bust. But as they got closer they noticed that all the police
officers were around her apartment room. So she ran to her room.
Breaking away from the police officers that tried to stop her. To her
disgust, she saw her friend on her bed, she had been stabbed and sliced
up. And on the wall above her friend, there was a big bold message
written in blood that said...
             "ARENT YOU GLAD YOU DIDNT TURN ON THE LIGHTS"
     
     
 THIS IS A TRUE STORY. MODIFIED SO IT WOULDNT CAUSE ANY FRICTION BETWEEN
THE FAMILY OR FRIENDS OF THIS VICTIM. MAY YOU REST IN ETERNAL PEACE.
-- 
Chris Marcotte
Spectrum DA
(603)-377-7606
(603)-377-7772
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