I was walking home with my friends, when I saw someone I hoped I'd never see again. It was the man who killed my parents. I walked up to him. "What are you doing?" said Kaylynn. I didn't answer.
"Why'd you do it?" I said with tears running down my face.
"What? What are you talking about? Are you lost?" asked the man. "My name is Kyle."
"You should know exactly what I'm talking about, do you remember the date January 2nd?" I asked.
"That's your birthday," said Chloe.
"YOU KILLED MY PARENTS!" I screamed.
"What are you talking about, Sydni?" asked Matthew.
"7 years ago, on my birthday, both of my parents were killed," I told them the whole story. "This man is the man that killed my parents,"
"You have no proof that I was the one who killed your parents," Kyle said.
"Yes I do, I kept the gun you used to kill my parents, every time I pick it up I remember that night," I couldn't believe I was actually confronting the man that killed my parents.
"The fingerprints would have been smeared," he said.
"No, because the police put gloves on when they picked up the gun, they already analyzed the fingerprints, then they gave me the gun so I could remember my parents and that night," I said and called the police.
Kyle grabbed a gun from out of his jacket, "If you call the police I will shoot you and all your friends,"
"NO!" I screamed "My friends have nothing to do with this if you shoot anyone it will be me."
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