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I sat as a juror on a murder trial around thirteen years ago. Two men and the rest women. If I remember correctly the trial lasted for a week and a half to two weeks. It started out ..interesting..then became very traumatic. As the witnesses testified....and the antics in the courtroom progressed..it began to become quite clear of what the verdict would be. With that..emotions ran high. I had nightmares at night..tossing around what was surely coming in a matter of days. When we deliberated several of the women cried...and just dreaded finding the guy guilty. He had shot and killed a rival gang member outside of a nightclub. It wasn't a death penalty trail...but it was an exhausting event. Turned out that it wasn't the least bit interesting,afterall,but only something I wouldn't want to be involved with..ever again. I wasn't required to go to the sentencing...but I heard he got sixty years. I received a jury questionair several years after that...but wrote on it my experiences with that murder trail...and didn't care to serve again. They didn't call me...and haven't hassled me since. I'm glad of that.
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