If Only I Could Go Back

It was around 900 pm and the atmosphere was charged. The roads were blocked and the police were to be found on every corner. A look for was in place, I was the suspect. My clothes were stained with blood, not my blood that Eves blood. My face was c overed with dope as though I had taken a dip in a pigsty.Suddenly estimable behind me I heard a booming sound Freeze, dont move, but I was similarly faint to synchronize with a response. Red and blue lines were flashing before my guilty eyes, it was the police. They had found me I was handcuffed on the spot and throw into the back of a van like a captured animal thrown into his cage. I was read out my rights You have the right to remain silent, any intimacy you say or do ordure be used against you in a court of law.That was it, I had been on the run for 4 consecutive days. My stomach lunched with hunger, my body desperately urged for rest but worst of all I was ruined. I was filled with intense rue. Although a sense of denial ran t hrough my head, my conscience overcame the effect and I knew what I had done was wrong. Too late now I thought to myself.As I neared the place of my taste with the last bit of strength in me I shouted aloud God Forgive Me. clock seemed to crawl as freedom raced its way out of my life. I was utterly leftfield to rot. Fear and sadness was all I could think of. My sense of fear was so strong, that I began to cry. My emotions overpowered me once again and the to a greater extent I thought of the crime I had committed the more I continued to cry.I past arrived at the police station where I saw my father standing with only one bearing on his face, SHOCK. As a police officer informed my father of my actions I saw a tear form in his eyes, a tear filled with shame and disappointment. The sight of my fathers face panic-struck me all the more.A vision of an empty, lonely future came alive at the back of my head, the past 18 years of my life flashed past me so fast like a video cassette put on super forward. I then heard a rough thick voice say wherefore my son, why did you beat Eve to death? It was my father who by now had understood precisely what had happened. He was a man who went through a lot of rough times himself.I was silent. The cause of my actions was imputable to my family problems. The agony, the loneliness of my parents being divorced and not having a father and a mother at the very(prenominal) time made me feel empty. My family was very dear to me, as a real family was all I wanted. Ever since I was a child Ive been brought up by a single parent and constantly wished to have my parents back together. I longed all my life to know how a real family life was, but I was deprived of that. I did not want my father to pity me hence I unploughed the reason to myself. I am a man now and should be responsible for my actions.It was because of Eve who simultaneously insulted my family and made fun of the fact that my parents were divorced. Your parents dont love you that was why they left you was one of the many hurtful things she said. At first I tried to ignore it but the truth penetrated its way into me and anger was all that was left in me. The blood in my veins boiled making me all the angrier where at one point I burst and took all my anger out on her. Punch after punch, kick after kick.This is when my emotions took over me at first. Everything happened so fast, and by the time it was all over and saw Eves helpless body assembly horizontally opposite to me, I was shocked but most of all scared. This was the first time I had actually seen someone die before my own eyes, and to worsen things it was me who had murdered her. I acted like a robot controlled by the truth and my emotions. Then the fear of death took over me and for the first few proceedings I froze at a standstill but the thought of what I had done scared me so much that I began to run as fast as I could to hide myself from what I had done. instantaneously my life is ruined. I feel like a total failure. Till this very day each(prenominal) moment I sit in my jail cell, I feel helpless and hungry and regret what I had done and just wish if I can take back what had happened. The thought, the whole thing just keeps running through my mind making me feel so wrong and so bad. Oh If I could only go back in time