Sorry from a Seventeen Year-old girl

"Mr. and Mrs. Smith, we've found something from the crime scene." An officer said in a sad, assuring tone.

Harriet quickly got the piece of paper from theh hands of the cop. Trembling. Crying. Weeping. She's been up all night with her husband. Losing their only daughter was the worst thing that ever happened to her.

She opened the dry piece of paper, the edges were nibbled by insects, but the sruface was perfectly smooth. Just like Rebecca's skin. Tears fell down from her cheeks. She knew there were no more tears she could have shed, but the feel of her daughter's soft, warm arms produced more tears.

The paper contained a poem, quiet a long one. Rebecca's great at poetry. More tears.

Dear mom, I'm sorry for being so hard-headed

I honestly followed what you said mom, but I want to get what I wanted 

They said I could get connections mom, they said I coud get everything

I'm sorry I've been too stupid to run from home at 2 in the morning

I'm sorry for being ungrateful

I'm sorry for being such a fool

I miss the way you cared for me when I was sick

I miss the way you helped me up when I was weak

Dear dad, I'm sorry for having a boyfriend

It's all true, what the others said

It's true, what our junior high health book read

I'm sorry for all the tears mom shed

I'm sorry for running away from home

I'm sorry for having a child in my womb

I'm sorry from escaping childhood so early

I'm sorry I am too dumb to realize you actually cared for me

I hope you accept the apology you've read so early

I know that what happened to me is all because of my stupidity

I'm here at the hospital, I have been beaten to death

By my friends and sisters, I know I shouldn't have let them take meth

They kicked me, mom, they hit me with a bat

They left me, dad, they left me in the dark with the rats

My clothes are torn, I cried for help

But the only thing I heard was the birds that chirp and the dogs that yelp

I'm so sorry mom, now that I'm dead, your supposed grandchild is, too

I am a murderer, I killed two

Myself and my child, Oh how cruel

I now realize I should've followed your rules

No mom, dad, don't think you both failed at parenting

It was me who failed

I failed, failed you, failed myself, my son, everything

I don't know where I will head, to heaven or hell

Don't cry mom, just don't

I love you dad, be strong

Harriet didn't know what to do. A single tear fell from her eye. 

And with that she fainted.