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Hi, welcome to Criminal Broads, a true crime and history podcast about wild women on the wrong side of the law.

I'm Tori Telfer, your host, and today we have the type of story that's going to make you want to punch a hole in your wall.

So buckle up.

Before I tell you about it, I actually have another sister anecdote to read to you.

Remember how we did Sister Month?

And we learned all about different types of sisters, ranging from heroic to spooky.

And I asked for sister anecdotes.

Well, I received one from Carrie Ann, who has an

anecdote about her half-sister, though she says she doesn't even consider herself half-sisters with her

sister, but she just wants to throw that in there to show how deep their connection is. Okay, so here's what

Carrie Ann says. She says, we grew up in a house with a long

row of Forsythia bushes lining along our property line. When I was about nine or ten years old, my

neighbors brought over a Ouija board, and we huddled under the bushes, which formed a long

tunnel. While playing, we asked if any of us would be hurt that summer. It moved to

yes, and at that very second, my sister ran out of the house screaming that she had just sliced

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