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im sorry

(1st Person POV)
I did not believe my eyes when I saw.....my parents sobbing in front of the ambulance.  Terrified expressions were plastered all over their faces.  They were reaching and grabbing at the body bag.  Why would they be doing that!?  Did I kill somebody they knew....?  They would never want to see me again if they knew I was the one who basically murdered that person.  Impulsively, I crawled to the back and got out of the car, planning to go to my house. 

I walked to my house, making sure to he careful so nobody saw me.  As I got in my house, I already felt like I wanted to scream,
Terrified, I sat down on my bed.  I gripped my hair, wanting to pull it all out.  My mind was racing, my heart was beating out of my throat, my thoughts spiraling out of control.  I got off my bed and started walking in circles.  "Oh my God.  Oh my God." I exclaimed.  "I killed somebody..." I felt my eyes close and my body collapse onto the floor. 

~Time skip~
I felt my eyes open, groaning, I managed to get the top half of my body up off the floor.  I heard voices downstairs, so I slowly got up the rest of the way, and peeked my head out of the door.  I quickly pulled it back in when I saw a couple of police officers and my parents downstairs.  My mom was holding onto a shirt that was in my clean laundry basket that was on the couch, and crying into it, sitting on the floor.  "What?" I whispered to myself.  Was it really a good decision to leave?  Should I have stayed and confronted them? 

Me, being my stubborn self, I was going to run away, once again.  If they think I'm missing, there's no going back now.  They would despise me, they would be so disappointed.  I'm pretty sure they'd be disgusted in me, I might have killed somebody.  I packed a little bag and climbed out the window, crawling on to the roof. 

I was being careful, until, slip.  I let out a huge screech as I was sliding down the roof of my apartment.  I screeched once again.  "SOMEBODY HELP MEEEEE!!!!!!"  I flailed my arms as I tumbled to the ground.  I groaned and grabbed my hair.  I boosted myself up off of the ground with my hands and stumbled to the bag that fell out of my arms as I fell. 

~Time skip~
I was soon at the door of my boyfriend's house.  I inhaled deeply and knocked on the door.  The dog started to bark but he never answered the door.  I went over to the window and looked in.  He was on the phone, looking forlorn and horrified.  He looked out the window, dead in the eyes.  Then looked away as a tear fell down his face.  Oh god, even he didn't want to see me.  I started to cry, covering my mouth.  He walked to his couch and sat down, covering his face and sobbing. 

  I couldn't see him like this, so I left, I'm going to try Amy's house.  Amy was my best friend since the 7th grade.  She had long blonde hair, and had a buoyant personality that lifted everybody's spirits.  She wouldn't turn against me too....right?  She's my best friend, she would never.  So I head over to her house in a cab. 

~time skip~
I inhaled deeply as I knocked on Amy's door.  No answer.  After a few minutes I knocked again.  She didn't answer.  I slammed my back against the door and slid down.  I soon was sitting on the wet ground, sobbing.  "Nobody loves me anymore!" I screamed.  I covered my eyes with my hands and cried more.  I was soaked by the rain at this point, but I didn't care.  I completely gave up at this point.