throwing not so good

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     I walked to the forest the next morning. I hope Ben gets here soon. It sure is cold out here. I picked up my knife. More drawings! I started to cut into my arm.

     "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" A familiar voice said.

     "D-dad?!" I stuttered. I quickly pulled my sleeve down,"What are you doing here?"

     "Getting wood. Tell me why." He said pointing at my arm.

     "I uh...I..."

     "Lets go we are going home to show your mom."

     "NO! I am not going with you!" He grabbed my arm hard. I screamed so loud that I hurt my ears. I crouched to get my knife,"I don't want any more pain dad. From you nor mom!" I lunged at him. YOUR TURN DAD! I stabbed Dad in the throat.

     "What have I...me the angel...done." I sobbed felling bad for someone but I don't know who.

     "Did he abuse you before?" Another familiar voice said. I jumped.

     "I didn't mean to do this! He hurt me! He found out my cuts...and...and..." I wept.

     "Its ok. I saw most of it. Just answer my question JJ." Ben said.

     He saw most of it?! Oh no...no...no! I hid the knife quickly."Yes...he did...what is it any of your business?"

     "Well I saw you cold blood murder your father." He said accusing me.

    I picked up my knife."You can't say anything about it. It's a secret and I am demanding you keep!" I said getting ready to lunge if he declined my demand.

     "Ok fine." Ben said with his hands up. I threw my knife at his hand. It skinned his hand slightly. He got mad and threw a knife at my head. I stepped to the side. I wasn't quick enough it skinned my cheek.

     I threw myself at him. He ran to his house. I sat there watching him. Can he keep a secret? I hope he does. I walked home quickly.

     "Hey sweety do you know where your dad is?" My Mom asked.

     I stared at her blankly,"...no..." I walk to my room and sat on my bed going over what all happened. I could have killed him! Why did I do that?

     "JJ THE COPS ARE HERE LOOKING FOR YOU!" My Mom yelled. I walked down the stairs as slowly I could. I put my sweet face on.

     "Yes, sirs? Did I do something wrong?" I asked. They pushed Ben out in front of them.

     "This boy said you killed your father." The Police said.

     "My father? He just went out to get wood I thought." I turned towards mother,"Where did he go mother?"

    "Do you mind of we show you something then?" The Police said pulling me. We got to where I killed my father. I gasped and buried my face into the policeman's arm. Fake sobbing but real tears came out of my eyes onto the policeman.

     I felt the policeman push me towards Ben. Just for show I put my arms around his neck and sobbed onto his shoulder. I soon stopped when the man left. I smiled a devilish smile.

     "Never worked on my Father. But now since he has passed..." I punched my fist in the air,"I still am sad about his passing."

     "Why did you kill him then?" Ben asked.

     "He made too many wrong moves." I shrugged.

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