I did it...but it wasn't me

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This story is going to be very morbid =/

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Chapter 1

Prologue

One night, I had a dream. In this dream I got out of bed and went down to the basement where my dad keeps his guns. I grabbed a loaded shot gun and slowly, but forcefully walked up to dad's room. I looked at the empty space where mom's body should have been and cringed.
Murderous thoughts were running through my head at the speed of light, but not exactly in my voice. he killed her...he's the reason why you grew up with no mother...he's the reason why you couldn't have lived a normal childhood I screamed a blood curdling scream and my dad woke with a start.
"Honey what are you doing?" he asked with panic in his voice. But, before he or I could say anymore I directed the gun towards his forehead and shot him. His body fell limp and all the color in his face faded away.
I grabbed the home phone that was sitting on his night stand and dialed 911.
"911 what's your emergency?" the operator said with the same monotoned voice that you hear in all the movies.
"Hi, I'm Aliyah Maybree and I just killed my father."

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