Personal Narrative-Did I Say Too Much?

Did I say too much? The moment she opened the door and shifted her legs out of the door, I felt almost as if 100 kilograms had just been lifted off my shoulders. The relief that she had gone felt amazing, however, something told me she knows. She knows something the police have not been able to figure for eight years.

When I saw her go to ‘get her scarf’ and observed her taking note of my number plate through the rear vision mirror of my car, I knew she was after something. I deeply examined her face to see if I recognised her. There was not an immediate thought of who it may be but there was something deep down that told me I knew her but I concluded that I had been too anal about every little thing since I did it. She probably was just another …show more content…
I was preparing dinner. I tiptoed as lightly as possible to my bedroom and peered through the binds carefully. Over the past few days, I had been making as minimal noise as I possibly could so that if anything were to happen, I would not be suspected to be home. What I saw was shocking. My feet sunk into the floor in horror. My car was parked right in the driveway in all view of anyone walking or driving past, which created a dead giveaway. Three strongly built men appeared standing strong and looking fierce at the front doorstep of my house. The police were definitely onto me. I dropped to the floor in awe trying my hardest to hold the tears back. Suddenly I felt my body go numb. I could not move a muscle. My whole body felt paralyzed. A whirlwind of emotions and decisions flooded into my head. Do I attempt to escape? Do I hide? Do I go and pretend I am innocent? Do I own up? Do I perform a bribery or threaten them? My brain and body could not function. The knocks were consistent and seemed to be getting louder and louder. At any moment, they were going to knock my door down and raid. If I opened the door then they would come in, see the pictures, and automatically know it was I. They would find me if I hid. There is too much evidence I could not plead innocent. The last thing it has come down to is to …show more content…
I killed Melanie McElroy. I am responsible regardless of the circumstances. I am a murderer and many hearts a broken because of me. At least soon, this town will gain some rest over this issue. At least even though I may not be content, at least the town will now be able to sleep at night knowing there isn't a murderer lurking around their streets. I sat down under a eucalyptus tree and lay there in clear sight of the police. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and closed my eyelids. I woke up in the back of a police truck with my hands and cuffed to the back of my