I was wrong
Father is not better
He came home with a bloody body
He left it at my feet
Father told me to get rid of it
I knew better than to argue
So I dragged the body to the fire
And watched it burn
Father asked me why I was crying
I didn't want to make him angry
So I told him it was because of the heat
How could father kill another person?
I thought he was better
YOU ARE READING
How could you?
Cerita PendekHow could you live? How could you breath? How could you love me? How could you except me? Questions consist of words And words hurt Words kill