After dinner, I walk up to Mamoma.
"Ma, you know what happened on my 14th birthday." I stated.
"Yes, what's up?", she sadly replied.
"For the past couple days I've been having dreams from that day." I took a deep breath. "And I'm scared that I'm gonna start killing again... and more."
Mamoma grabs me and hugs me. My eyes started to fill with tears.
"I don't want to hurt anyone who I love! An example is Daddy! I don't want to hurt you, Teeah, or Uini! I feel like some day at school I'll kill everyone!"
"I'll keep you from doing it! Have you talked to Uini yet?"
"No, I'm gonna talk to him tomorrow."
"Ok, can you go do your homework and try to go to bed?"
I nod and walk to my room. I don't want to hurt anyone else. I hurt others and ended up getting hurt in the end too. I still have the scar from getting stabbed. Why can't I control my feelings about murder! But I can with every other feeling I have! When talking about my and other people's feelings, like with Uini and Teeah.