Why me?

Their I was standing their thinking to myself someone else's blood on my hands. I'm thinking " I can't believe this is happening, this is all my fault, why did I have taa....." something cut me off. At that point that was the most I have ever been terrified while that thing has came into my life. I could see some thing in the corner of my eye, I wanted to look over but I can t I know Im not suppose to. My head started to turn I couldn't resist, I knew what I was going to see. I looked at .... him and I couldn't move my only reaction was to scream and that's what I was doing.

* Three weeks earlier*

(Erica Chanel white a young teenage girl, age 14.)

I slumped up the stairs from a long and hard weekend. My emotions were anger, frustration, exhaustion, and sadness. Can you really blame me though. (Buzz buzz buzz buzz) I took my phone out of my purse and flung my door open. The text red " hey, I'm really sorry about your dad." I sighed deeply, I through my purse then my phone on my bed and went in my bathroom. I pulled the little black dress off my body and set it on the ground. I walked over to the mirror and stared at myself, I could see that I was starting to tear up. I told myself " its going to be okay, just pull yourself together." I whipped off the makeup that was now running from underneath my eyes. I took a second look at my body and thought when was the last time i have eaten. I'm not hungry but my mom thinks im starving myself because what has been happening lately, it honestly kinda looks that way too. I looked at how much my hip bones were popping out then my looked at my ribs and how much I could see them, I could count them if I waned to. I picked up some silk pajamas and slipped on the pants then the shirt, the soft silk touched my skin with such lightness. I sighed and relaxed a little. As I was walking out I put my hair up. I opened the bathroom door and scanned the room. I paced back and forth over and over again, I finally picked up a pillow from my bed and put it on my face and started to scream and cry. I wondered if anyone could hear the muffled screams. I sat on my bed with the pillow still pressed on my face, I leaned back and took my feet off the floor then formed into a ball still crying.