A Year Later.
Zariyah
As we stand at our mothers grave there doesn't go a day where we don't miss her. If only she didn't fuck up then maybe she would still be here.
"Do you think that we'll ever get caught?" I asked my brother.
"Nah. Grandma fucked up by hiding the pillow and aunty, well she had one of the biggest motives to kill mum and after we planted the gun in her room, she did the rest all on her own." Zack said.
Yes. That's right. I pulled the trigger. Zack finished her off with the pillow. We executed a fantastic plan to cry and be angry and accuse everyone else when in natural fact it was us. This whole family was filled with lies and betrayal. This is why the only person I really trust is my brother. He's the only one who never lied to me.
"Happy One Year Anniversary Mum. Love Your Darling Kids" I said as we threw the flowers on her grave...
The End
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#13 :: Who Killed Me?
General FictionJazmine plans a family weekend away with her family. Problem is her and her family don't see eye to eye. With the truth coming out this weekend it ends up costing Jazmine her life. The question is... who did it?
