My Story

Chapter 2

I had to take in that my sister was dead, and that my dad was the one who did it. He shot her and after he did he went sober real quick. I fell to my knees begging her to wake up, it was useless. I was yelling at my dad I knew it was going to turn out bad, and then he said " we gotta get out of here, we need to leave" I refused so he dragged me out of the house by my shirt.

I managed to get away from my dad and run for the police station, yes I was about to turn my dad in, but then I fell to the ground with a wound on my leg, I just sat there thinking he shot me. I looked up and my dad was headed my way, I was laying in the middle of the road bleeding to my death, and then I heard a car coming. I crawled to the other side just in time but my dad didn't.

I looked up and my dad was almost to me, and then it happened. My dad was hit by the car and killed, I wanted to cry but I couldn't think of reason I should.