Chapter 5

Lizzy’s POV

I was scared and wanted to go home, so I sat there as my parents looked at me with anger in their eyes.

“Did you kill your teacher?” my mother yelled, her eyes filled with rage.

I looked around and saw other prisoners who felt caged like animals, and I watched as the majority of their relatives came to visit them.

I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I turned around to see my father looking at me sadly.

“What happened, Lizzy? Why are you doing it?”

I laughed to myself as my father said that. Was he crazy? Did he really think I killed my teacher? 

I felt angry and sad, and soon tears streamed down my cheeks. I looked up at my father and mother, and I could feel myself becoming enraged as I spoke.

“You never cared about me, and now I look like a killer in front of you?” I was enraged within, wanting to make them feel the pain that was burning deep within me.

I started yelling at the cops to take me ba