I take a long deep breath. I look up to see two police men standing front of me, one is holding a note pad the other has handcuffs.
“Did you kill this man?” He asks me with a stern look. I don’t know what to say. I can’t bring myself to lying. I look away to look at the man I just killed.
“i…..i believe so” I say through tears. I feel their tight hands grasp my arms and pull me up to standing. The police man with the handcuffs pushes me to the car and hand cuffs me.
“Please! I didn’t mean to I …….” I knew it wasn’t going to work but I said it anyway.
“ What is your name?” says one police man. Should I tell the truth? Yes if not I will be in some deep shit.
“uh….Jahlia” I say hesitantly. The policeman scowls at me.
“Jahlia what?” he asks me never smiling.
“uh…Stanley, Jahlia Stanley” I hear more sirens. Huh? I am that bad that they need backup? Then I realise it is the ambulance I watch as they take the man away.
“what is your phone number?” asks the other police man.
“I…..i can’t remember” I say worried.
“where do you live?” asks the other policeman slightly concerned.
“i….i can’t remember” I say again hesitantly.
“But it is somewhere up that road.” I turn and point my head in the direction of my house . That is when I get the shock of my life. My mom is standing outside the marked barrier. She shakes her head and runs off.
“ Wait! That is my mom!” one policeman runs after her. I realise I had dropped my phone outside the barrier but now it isn’t their I can still see mom running she still has my phone.
