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I didn't mean to!

Gunshots were heard not too far away in the neighborhood. Blood on the walls, on every corner. Spirits, demons, death everywhere. "This is what you call my happy place."

June 17, 2011, 2:37 PM

Looking at the 9mm in my hand, shaking as I see my Dad's lifeless body on the floor, covered in blood. I couldn't move from the instant shock that flushed through my body all at once. I couldn't blink, not even cry for help. I was paralyzed.

"I didn't want to kill him!" Francis said, screaming inside her head. " He was going to take me away!" she dropped the gun, crying her heart out.
"I'm a monster, a horrible monster," Franics said quietly. She hears sirens speeding through the neighborhood from one of them calling the cops to go check out what in the world happened. The cops pull up and barged inside.

"It's the Police, get on your knees and put your hands up!" Officer Pecker said. They turned around the corner. What they saw was such a surprise. They see a girl standing there, in front of her dead father with blood all over herself and the house as well. Officer Pecker heads to Francis and talks to her. He has a soft spot with girls so he decided to to things in a lighter tone.

"Sweetie, what happened?" he said calmly, not knowing what really happened. I had to speak, what's going to happen if I didn'?

"I killed my Father... I had too! He were going to hurt me!" Officer Pecker looks at her, giving a quick scan of her body. There were hand marks that were purple from the man's hands on Francis's neck. She had bruised all over her body, mostly on her thighs and arms.

"It looks like she has been through a rough time." Officer Pecker said, talking to himself in his mind.
"So I need you to tell me what happened so we can make sure to arrest you or not, but we are going to make you sit on the couch so you can't do anything ." Pecker said.

"So a little after 1:30, I woke up to go downstairs to go and eat and my father can be abusive, especially when he day drinks, which is almost everyday." She said. "He decided to start yelling at me, screaming how much he hates having to look at my face, how I remind him of my mother