As a kid, I loved playing outside and seeing the wildlife outside of my house, which we used to own livestock like chickens, sheep, and my favorites, the horses. We only owned two horses. Still, they were the best horses we ever owned. The horses we owned were a quarter horse and an American paint. The quarter horse was named Paloma, meaning dove in Spanish, and the American horse name was Apollo. I loved both wild and domesticated animals because my mom and dad always took good care of them.
I thought my life was going to be filled with wonder, but that was when the scariest part of my life came to play. It was summer break when it happened. I was 10 at the time, in my room, getting my things ready to go to a friend's house to spend the night. When I heard the sound of glass breaking and my mom screaming in the living room, it felt as if she were screaming without lungs. The echoes of my dad's screams in pain terrified me. I ran into the living room and saw the killer stabbing my dad in the chest. I didn't know what to do, but adrenaline kicked in, and I ran into the kitchen to grab a knife. I stabbed the killer 11 or 12 times. The rush of blood and fear coursed through my body, and I lost control of myself. Once I calmed down, I got up and looked at my parents. I know there's nothing I could do, so I sat there with my parents against the wall with me. My emotions were traumatized that I couldn't even cry; I just sat there with a face of shock. In contrast, my parents' heads leaned on my shoulders. When the cops got there and opened the door, they saw me with the knife in my hand and blood all over me. When they looked at me, and since I was the only one alive in the house, they suspected that I killed my parents and the person that I killed. I want to say something, but I couldn't, so I was arrested for murder at 10 years old.
When I was arrested for murder, I was taken to juvenile detention, where I was treated as a threat to the community of Dexter. The conditions were tough, and I often faced violence if I did anything deemed threatening. The worst part was that sometimes I was beaten just for fun. Additionally, I had to wear an ankle monitor, which was a constant reminder of my situation. Back then, I didn't know how to control my anger, and the monitor would shock me until I calmed down.
When the court date arrived, I was pronounced innocent. However, the people of Dexter still didn't trust me, so I had to continue wearing the ankle monitor until I could prove my innocence in the eyes of the court. But deep down, I felt like that would never happen.
I was always alone growing up making friends was the hardest part because kids and teachers knew who I was and knew I was the kid h who killed his parents but that's not true people made up their own lies just so they could ruin my reputation and the teacher's started to believe them so they made it worse for me. The only way I passed middle school was by cheating but I was never proud of that and my Tia was worried about me being sad but I hide my emotions and stay happy just for her but now I lost emotion and theirs no need to talk to anyone because "IM THE KILLER" they said so there's nothing need but I will always be respectful no matter what but I someone ever goes on my bad side i will loved to be aggressive with them but the monitor is stopping from do that ,and some people have figured out how to make me so mad that my frustration is their entertainment. I disliked people, but I particularly disliked the girls who loved to see me get shocked. Because of this, I never liked girls or anyone else, and that's how it will always remain. But every day back then and now, I always asked myself, "Will I ever change, or maybe not, but who knows, life makes curious decisions.