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Well, yet another getting-to-know-each-other thread. Tell us some random #truestory about you! Yep. That's it! I'll start:
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When I was in college, I was once accused by my English Instructor of harassing her. She called for the campus president and other witnesses and they were all in a meeting room. I was called to attend after my class that day. I went there with no idea what was going on. She then told me she was receiving death threats and that they were from me. I laughed it off, but she was very very scared. She tried to prove it by calling the unknown caller's number thinking my phone would ring (stupid idea really), of course my phone didn't ring. Then, she said, I had accomplices. I called my parents and told them what happened, my mother was, needless to say, furious. They eventually let me go, cause they had no evidence. The next day my mother and I went to speak with her in her parent's house. My mother has great people skills, patience and understanding. Even if she was mad at her, she managed to tear down her walls and she admitted that I was her number #1 suspect cause I looked like I was pretending to be happy all the time and that I had something to hide, like a darker side of me (yes that's what she thought of me, really), she just didn't believe I was completely normal (-_-).
Anyway, it took them sometime and they came up with an agreement, my mother said she'd help her find the real criminal. It didn't take long. She reported it to the police and they found out the culprit. It was an old friend of hers, who she had a fight with a long long time ago. I don't remember the rest of their story. But yeah.
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Your turn.
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When I was in college, I was once accused by my English Instructor of harassing her. She called for the campus president and other witnesses and they were all in a meeting room. I was called to attend after my class that day. I went there with no idea what was going on. She then told me she was receiving death threats and that they were from me. I laughed it off, but she was very very scared. She tried to prove it by calling the unknown caller's number thinking my phone would ring (stupid idea really), of course my phone didn't ring. Then, she said, I had accomplices. I called my parents and told them what happened, my mother was, needless to say, furious. They eventually let me go, cause they had no evidence. The next day my mother and I went to speak with her in her parent's house. My mother has great people skills, patience and understanding. Even if she was mad at her, she managed to tear down her walls and she admitted that I was her number #1 suspect cause I looked like I was pretending to be happy all the time and that I had something to hide, like a darker side of me (yes that's what she thought of me, really), she just didn't believe I was completely normal (-_-).
Anyway, it took them sometime and they came up with an agreement, my mother said she'd help her find the real criminal. It didn't take long. She reported it to the police and they found out the culprit. It was an old friend of hers, who she had a fight with a long long time ago. I don't remember the rest of their story. But yeah.
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Your turn.
. The defense attorney asked us to raise our hand if we believed that the accused was innocent. A few of us raised our hands, though I refrained. "Now, ALL of you SHOULD have raised your hands, because the judge said at the beginning that my client is innocent until proven guilty." I decided to explain myself. "Excuse me" I said. "I think the words 'presume' and 'believe' are different. I presume he's innocent, but I'm not so convinced as to believe it. To me, 'believe' is much stronger than 'presume'." The defense attorney looked a bit embarrassed. "Thank you for your comments" he said. 
