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I saw blood dripping to the floor, and I knew then that something, you know, he was stabbing me in my neck and the back of my head.

Real people.

The thought that was going through my mind at that point was someone might find my body out here.

Who faced death.

I said, please don't kill me.

I begged for my life.

But he didn't listen.

And lived to tell how.

He brought the knife up to my throat.

And with my other hand, I just grabbed on to the end of the knife and held to it the whole

time while he was trying to cut my throat.

This is I survived.

It's August 2004 in Jacksonville, North Carolina.

Denise and her aunt worked at a discount chain store.

This was a Monday, and generally I was awful Monday.

That was my day off.

But my aunt had to do something that day, so I took her place.

Two customers came in the store.

One of them I had seen before. He had been in the store about a week earlier, and I talked to him. He was very nice, very

kind and polite, and I helped him. He was buying stuff to set up housekeeping. So I talked to him

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