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Chapter 1
I put my straight black dress with ruffles at
the sleeves on to go to my sister's funeral.
She was murdered. I did it. I got mad at her, No one knows.
I'm trying to keep it a sec-
ret but its hard. She hooked up with my boyfriend and she led me
to find them.
I was just trying to hurt her, not kill her. But I have to go to
her funeral and face all
the guilt. I am trying to convince myself that is was just a
really bitcchy thing to
do, but I had no valid reason to kill her.
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My mother, father and I got in the limo to head to the funeral. I
wouldn't lift my
head. I just couldn't face my family's sad faces and know
I caused the tears
that are rolling down their faces, I was drunk and I admit I
shouldn't have done it
but I did, and there was nothing I could do to bring her back.
Someday I
would have to tell my parents, but I just couldn't. We
arrived to the
Woodburry cemetery and we slowly stepped out of the car. My
mom
carrying my baby sister in her arms. She was confused. She
didn't know
what was going on. It was so horrible to walk through the
crowd
of sad faces knowing I caused the sadness.
This guilt will carry me forever. We got to the gravesite.
They had the open casket hanging over the grave. Her
beautiful pale face laying there, lifeless, her white blonde
hair
shimmering in the sunlight. her bright blue eyes were open.
I found it creepy but eh. My mom burst into tears.
I went over to hug her. And tried to comfort her
as much as I could. But it was hard knowing I did all this,
Knowing I could never take it back.
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