I grow up in a very small town where everyone knew everybody. My mother and father high school sweethearts. They got married right ather high school and stayed together through going to different schools. They came back to there home town and found out that she were pregnant with me. So now as the pregnancy goes on my mother and father both find jobs in their specialties. My mother a doctor and my father a lawyer. Nine months pass and any day now I shall arrive. I was born on a Monday in the near afternoon in may.

My name is Daphne Blarie Carter. Growing up I had a very amazing childhood and always had everything i always wanted and needed. Growing my I had two very close best friends Quinn and Oliver we did everything together sports, traveling, shopping and, many sleep overs. Our childhood was amazing but it wasn’t always like that. Over the years my father becomes a drunk. Takes more pride in drinking then showing up to any sport I have played. My mother has never missed anything I have done or accomplished in my life yet so far.

I grow older high school is now among us Oliver and Quinn and I go shopping for school cloths and everything else that is needed for becoming a freshmen in high school. Yet my father has still shown no signs of caring about any of it. Not his babygirl growing up, liking a boy, or playing sports.

Waking up its the first day of school mom is making breakfast. Father is still sleeping like always. I walk down stairs and my mother has made my favorite chocolate chip pancakes with peanut butter and milk of course. After we eat. I ask my mother about my father. Can he get help I do not wish for him to miss anymore of my life. My mother signs honey I can try to help him but if he doesn’t want help it will make it worse. I will try for you my beautiful daughter.

My first day of freshmen year as i walk through the doors with my besties I feel scared and happy and all so nerve. What if there mean? What if i fail. All these thoughts in my head i panic and run to the bathroom. Oliver runs after me he can’t come into the bathroom but he is talking to me through the door he opened asking me what’s wrong i tell me and he clams me down. He says your never only you have Quinn and me.

Once lunch rolls around I feel better and think i had nothing to worry about Oliver was right. High school day one is over. We’re all walking home and part ways see you later at cheer right and i said yes of course. Tryouts are at six pm tonight. My mom is already cooking when i walk in the door and dad is walking sports on the tv in the living room drinking of course. I go to all to him and tell him about my day as he sees me yells don’t you see I’m busy. Go to your mother he has never talked to me this way. I walk into the kitchen and my mother is facing the stove did you talk to father today about getting help. Yes my dear I did okay so what was said. She turns to me as father walks in. He yells no one is getting help you hear me were all just fine right honey.

I look up and down my mother sh is bloody and looks so sad and broken. I am in shock he has never hit her before. We continue to the table with no words I eat my dinner and ask to be excused from the table father says of course. I go get ready for cheer. Should I tell Oliver dad he is a cop or Quinn’s mom a lawyer but I just didn’t say anything. We all three make the team we go out for ice cream and I’m dropped off first.

As I walk to the door I hear yelling then my mother screaming so I open the door to see my father holding a gun to my mother chest. I scream what are you doing dad you love mom what is wrong with you. Please put down the gun I need you da please he looks up at me are you sure. Yes i am father I’m your little girl ill need my daddy for the rest of my life. He lets go of my mom and drops the gun and starts crying that he is sorry.

Through out these last 4 years his drinking has gotta so bad and he wont get help I need to do something before he kills one of us.

I plot a plan to make everything okay again but not right now it needs to be a good plan. So i tell my best friends abou what has been going on for years now and Oliver says well we’re under sixteen so were kids we will be fine it need down now before we turn seventeen. Quinn is scared so she backs out which is okay. Me and Oliver plan to murder my father. We gonna do it this Friday after the game so all the cops will be out doing other things making sure everyone gets home safe no drinking and this that and the third. Friday morning off the school like normal come home eat everything is fine. It’s game time mother stays home because of her bruises dad goes to a bar and comes home right as the game is ending. I meet with Oliver he had his mothers gun and I have the gloves. We head home I call my mom and tell her i need her at the school we had bee left there and my phone is going to die but I was in the back yard.

She leaves I run in the house yell for my dad he runs to the basement what’s wrong sweetie and Oliver is under the steps and I call my dad out on everything i has done and hurt us through the years and he calls my a little bitch and slaps me and Oliver runs out with the gun and shots him and i take the gun and empty it out in my dad as i cry. Oliver says we have to go lets go Daph we need to go. We run put the gun back in Oliver house and run back to the school and mom is yelling and panicking thinking the worse about us.

Mom I’m here sorry was in the gym when my phone died. You ready to go home? Oliver is tired from throwing me in the air tonight and I’m ready to go to bed for this weekend. We get home and my sees the basement door is open tells me and Oliver to run to his house and to call his dad so we did. His dad dan arrives at my house to find my father dead from six shots to the head and one in the heart. I am hysterical and so is my mother who would do this?

Oliver over the weekend feels the guilt from everything and tells his dad we we are both arrested and asked question of why so I tell them about my father hitting my mother all the time holding her at gun point. This was the way out. We would be dead if I didn’t kill him first. I only did it because he hit me Friday night and always hit my mother enough was enough. I love my dad but he should have never did bad things. He would still be here is he was a good person. That’s my reason that’s why I did it Oliver just got me the gun he didn’t do it I did it was all me. My dad is a bad man but when he was drinking was a good man but choose beer over us. So i choose to live over die.