Love and Murder

It was my birthday, I turned 9. My Father Billy, he gave me a picture of my Mother, he said "this was your Mother holding you when-" , he paused for a second, you could see that sad look in his face." You were only in your 2th birthday. God I miss her so much" Billy said. My mother died of cancer when I was 5. She had it for 2 years. My Father and I were cleaning up the backyard after the party. Then he found a whole pack of beer sitting on the white table over by my dog Brussol's house. He gave it to me and told me to put it in the fridge. I looked up at him, with a look, a look that I never thought I'd give him, it was a confused look like a your serious kinda look. "What, why you looking at me like that" Billy says. " Oh, uhm no reason", I say, with a sad tone.

"Haily", I hear my Mom's voice. "Come down for dinner". "Coming", I could smell the sweet smell of my favorite dish, macoroni and hotdogs. But when I went down stairs all I saw was my Dad in the kitchen chugging a 3 whole bottles of beer. I've never seen my dad do this before.

One night when my dad came back from work, he went straight to the fridge, not even a hi hello how are you. Just a look and the fridge. I go up to him "Why are you drinking I've never seen a like this before". He gives me the nasties look that a drunk person could ever give a sober person. "What I do is nun of your damn consern Haily!", my Father said with an angry tone. "You never started acting like this till you gave me that present for my birthday. Like why are you being so mean to me!", I say back at my Father. "That is no way to talk to your Father Haily. Your always acting like an ungratful spoiled brat!", Billy said. I gasp, he slaps me right across the face so hard my face was coverd with tears."Go to your room... NOW!", Billy said. I run as fast as I can to my room not stopping. I jumped onto my bed and started crying into my pillow.

This has been going on for 6 years and I had enough of it. I snuck down to the kitchen trying not to wake my Father, I get the biggest, sharpest, knife I could find and I went to my Dad's room, and I raise the knife above my head I close my eyes tightly and stabbed my Dad 6 times in the heart. I open my eyes and jropped the knife. I covered my mouth with my bloody hands and took a step back and ran out of my house to my friends house, I tell her  I tried to stop my Dad from killing him self but it was to late. My friend hugged me as tight as she could. "I'm so sorry Haily",lylah said. She said I could stay here for the night. I think to myself I'm only 15 and a murderer and I lied to my very own best friend.

I went to sleep after taking a shower and reliezed. I. Didn't. Want. To. Stop. I fell asleep and dreamed of me and my Mom dancing over my Fathers grave. She tells me "I'm so proud of you hunny".I woke up to a sound of a police siren and my friend waking me up "Haily, Haily, wake up. The cops said they want to ask you some questions". I go up to the police and the sun is shining bright in my face. "When did this happen", the cop said. "Last night, before I ran here", I say. "And what happened specificly", the cop said. "So I went to my Dads room to cuddle, and thats when I saw my Dad with a knife getting ready to stab him self, I-I tried to stop him but it was to late the blood splashed everywhere all on me and the walls, and t-the bed, I pulled the knife out of him and on to the floor and covered the spot were he stabbed to block the blood from getting out.", I said. "Oh wow. I'm so sorry Haily but would you mind if we ask you to take us where you live.", said the cop. "I mean sure I guess", I said.

I take them to my place and saw my Dad dead, on the bed,"Oh man, it stinks.",the cop said. "Yeah it does, ew", I said. They took him to the hospital. And tried to revive him but he is long gone haha and I did that I DID THAT. Anyways, thats where it all begans. Soon it was his funeral, my friends, my papa, and my mami, his sister, and cousins, and his friends where all there, exept m-my...my..my mom.

It was the first day back to school I was living with my friends Mom because my mami and papa said yes. The whole school just kept staring at me and some of them were whispering to there friends. I went to my first period. Mr.Saint. Mr.Saint phone was ringing and they wanted to call me down to the counsilers room."Hey, hows your day going?" Ms.Craft asked. "Look I don't feel like talking about my Dad or Mom OK. They are dead so next conversation", I say. "Oh well it's my job so I kinda have to". "Well I kinda have to go so bye, and no one cares about your stupid job anyways", wow I just said that omg I just said that L.O.L. I'm such a bad kid hahaha. "Wait exuse me. HEY! Haily get your butt over here. NOW!". When she said the word "now" it just froze me. It takes me back to when I was younger. When he said that I was a ungrateful spoiled brat. "J-just leave me alone" I run to the closes bathroom away from the office. I saw a pencil and grabbed it and looked in the mirror and wipped off my tears."It's go time",I say to myself. I sneak back to Ms.Crafts room and make sure no one see's me.I go to her room to "apologize" and I shut the door on the way in and secretly lock it."I'm so sorry it's just hard for me you know about what happened". "It's ok Hail", my Mom used to call me that. "Your emotion's will change from your past trama", Ms.Craft says. I start to sharpen the pencil I found in the bathroom as Ms.Craft speak's. I start to hold the pencil tight when Ms.craft get's up and walk's toward's me and I push her too the ground and stabbed her 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 this time. I put my jacket back on to cover up. I wash my hands, and rinsed my legs and snuck back out. As I walk out I hear screaming. And I smiled and ran to my lunch.