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Chapter 3 The Crime

Word Count: 1565    |    Released on: 28/03/2021

the press away. You know, the less people present the better

comfortable with the tension that had bui

ning to her and yet she never even cared". She sai

ughs at it's fellow monkey's asses thinking it's bett

wake and cremation without caring of what I'd feel?". I asked. "Clara, you deprived me off the right to pay my last respects to

treaming down her cheek, "He

lost the right of being called 'her daughter',

d my eyes

he shook her head slightly. "You're just

ed her.

th ch

uch off her insul

e. She had no right to ta

been the only opt

reamed down her cheek as she looked at me.

ster?". Uncle asked almost in a stutter, coming in

e siding

Or did they want me to drop out of school so

ing back at me? Don't I deserve to be respected?". I qu

ion as he pinched the bridge of his nose

my cheeks. How do you expect me to r

t her keep on insulting me as if I was a picture on the wa

d punched Clara on her face,

uch the affected area of her face thus dropping the

Resulting to its breakage and the c

own too. A streak of blood was visibly streaming down from h

o break. It was all Clara's f

so as to search for her reactions.

e done". Clara exclaimed as more tears streamed down her ch

her up the ashes ... our Mother's ashes...

and clicked his tongue in his mouth w

outcome of our argument and

to reprimand me but

ll of these wouldn't have taken place. Wha

her mind. Like a light bulb had lit up above her head

d through gritted teeth as she walke

he hadn't started the insults, I wouldn't have pun

e no

ra took the flower vase that was close to her bedro

break in pieces as she

ed with shock as I look

one?. She was

lost her

close to my feet with

Uncle. In case he was dead, I didn

ched forward towards me, pushing me against the staircase metal r

Her long fingers wounded around my

p for some air. Her hands tight

they were burning du

ould see his unmoving body on th

home so I had to save myself

an I was. All of her weight was on me, her face squeezed with anger

y vision. I was loosing my vision and next I w

s away from my foot. Dragging it closer to where I could reach i

roaned but due to my lack of air, the

d trying to reach for the broken piece of vase

straight apart from freeing self so as to get air, I thrashed for

the floor, dropping the broken piece of vase and reaching fo

sure if it was my neck or throat th

was still breathing heavily, I looked up t

it dripped off onto her cl

ant to stab her on the neck. But wasn't

e and I was almost o

self defense and nothing el

didn't say a word. I di

I suppose

isper as she struggled to breathe and

orwards my direction. I was a

rol and my not knowing what to do, she fell on the

nd the floor beneath her was slipp

or which was where the dining room, living

was

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