The Killings in Copeland

*WARNING EXPLICIT, FOR GRAPHIC VIOLENCE AND OFFENSIVE LANGUAGE.*

I remember it like yesterday, even though it's been forty seven years, eight months, and twenty six days ago. It's how I got put in this place waiting in line to be lulled into the sleep of sleeps by lethal injection, for what I did in my home town of Copeland Georgia.

            I have six days left in this hell hole until then, so I thought I would tell of what landed me in here for so long. It really wasn't my fault. 

            In the papers, they labeled me as a monster, and on that night, I was....