Well my life has been well….quite intense
There was a girl everyone talked about in my town-the girl with brown hair,average height, perfect grades and also a mother who was a murderer….that's me, Jia,the girl who's mother killed a person….a person who once was someone's child.
My father was never a good father, he would either be drinking, gambling, or hitting my mother. At that point I was used to it, he would come home start hitting my mother for no reason, get tired and go to sleep…this happened on repeat for basically my whole life, and I saw my mother slowly become…cold.
My mother who would always smile and ask me about my day when I returned from school turned into this heartless human who would barely even look at me, seeing the light in her slowly dim to nothing made me feel sad, angry, guilty but the worst part is I can't do anything… I felt helpless
I would try to calm the situation down when my dad had an outburst but that usually enraged him more, so during my parents fights I used to just sit in my room with my headphones on and try to ignore the screams.
It was the summer of 2009, I was coming back home when I noticed police sirens in my neighbourhood, I rushed to see what was happening when I saw police cars right in front of my house. That's when I saw my father fully covered in blood and my mom being handcuffed.
Well I guess you've pieced that all together because it's quite obvious…my mother killed my father.