*Flashback*
I was on my way home, I think I was three meters away from my house when I heard a bang. I ran home and heard my mom yell at my father. Lately they have been fighting. I was standing there and heard my mom yell at my father. I knew that they have some issues, but not that big. I was still standing there completely frozen when I heard a scream. I didn’t know what to do. Should I go in or should I call someone. No, no one is going inside, beside me. I went inside, to find my dad kneeing down over her holding a knife in his hands. I started to scream and my dad snapped up with his eyes wide open. He stood up and begging to walk over to me. Tears was streaming down on my face. I hated my father. And now, I can’t stand him. He said to me, that he found her like that. I didn’t answer him. I didn’t want to talk to him at all. He was now standing about one meter from me, when I slapped him in the face. I was furious, his eyes wide open. He was still holding the knife in his hands. Right know all I was feeling, was sadness, madness and hate. I said to him that he could burn in hell, and that got him really mad. I wasn’t expected him to do that, but he took the knife and he cut me in the arm. I didn’t know what to do, so I just ran away. I would have ran into to the neighbor’s house but they wasn’t home, so ran over to my grandma who lived about one kilometers away. When I knocked on the door she open with a welcoming smile but it quickly faded. She asked what happened and I told her the whole story, she was the only one I could talk to. She was the only one I had left of my family, beside my father but right now he is absolutely not in my life anymore. Together me and my grandma walked home to me, and called the police. When the police arrived after 5 minutes after me called them my father was inside drinking. Me and my grandma didn’t go in there of course, but we could see my father through the window.
*Flashback end*
I was sitting with a therapist. Telling my story, how my dad killed my mother. Just the thought of him being my dad was disgusting. I can’t believe it’s been one and a half year ago since he killed her. Since he killed her I have had some problems, I didn’t pay attention when anyone talked to me, and all I could think of was the image of my dad standing kneeing over my mom holding a knife in his hands. In school I used to have friends, I still have, but I don’t talk to them. I like being alone and in silence, not that I hate being in public, I just like to be alone. I used to be happy now I cry myself to sleep every night, thinking about my mother and what my dad did to her. I keep saying to myself that she is in a better place, but she was fine here with me. I loved her with all my heart and more, I can’t believe she is gone. A part of me is saying I need to move on, but another part of me is saying that I need to figure out why he did it.
I didn’t live at the house anymore, I moved in at my grandma’s house. I loved living there, and she felt with me, but she keep saying to me that I need to move on and go out more. But I didn’t felt like going out. When I came home, my grandma sat on the couch, watching television. I walked over to her, and watched television with her when she said;
“Emma you need to go out, have some fun” my grandma said to me. I rolled my eyes at her and turned around. We have had this conversation before, and I’m just not in the mood. She moved her chair so she sat in front of me. She took my hands and looked deeply in my eyes.
“Emma listen, you need to go out. You can’t be inside forever, and do nothing” She said to me and know she is right, I just don’t what to admit it. I just looked at her, and she could tell that I know she is right.
“So, I have arranged a date, with you and a guy” She said looking in the ground. Oh God she didn’t!
“You’re kidding, right?” I said laughing, it’s been a long time since I laughed. And it felt good.
“No Emma, I’m not kidding” She said looking straight into my eyes. Wow she mean it, I can’t believe she did it.
“Grandma, how could you?” I asked.
“Honey, you need to see other people. I can’t remember last time you was seeing any friends” She said. God I hate when she is right.
“Fine. But I need to know every detail about him” I said. I don’t what to go on a blind date.
“Okay. His name is Will, he has brown hair and bright blue eyes. Oh he is so handsome" She told me. I almost got embarrassed. . After my mom died I have gotten closer my grandma, so I’m that shy and embarrassed but, sometime, especially when it comes to boys. I’m not used to get any male attention, except my granddad who died of cancer to years ago.
“Now go change he can be here soon” She said, interrupting my thoughts. What I didn't thought that she meant to day. Oh my God, she is killing me. But I didn’t mention that I didn’t thought it was today.
“Fine” I said rolling my eyes.
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