My alarm clock beeps, and rings.
I walk over to the mirror and i just stare , Its like a path that never ends....
I open my makeup box , and walk to the bathroom, "Gosh! "i say  I nearly stumbled over the crooked floorboard .
I refrain from looking in the mirror before I start my make-up.
I wash my face ,the tears stains disappear i soon pat the dripping water from my mouth .
I reach for my make-up box and look into the mirror .
"Another day.."  I sigh as I pull out my eyebrow pencil.
.finished my look I just stare and sigh . Remembering the night i had , Flash backs from my nightmares of pain and screaming, The flashing caused me to fall over and break the mirror, shards fly everywhere, Im back in the nightmare that haunts everynight , I look at my hands i feel a cool sensation. I am covered by the blood of the victim.
IM GUILTY! I scream
I clasp my hand over my mouth quickly.
my mind plays over"She deserve it , shes bad, shes gone...."
Its over....
soon later a police officer and a forensic specialist came in ....
Examined the body , and dust the finger prints off a gun a 9 mm.
The lady laid dead on the floor , blood pooling from the head .
As the specialist swabbed for evidence , he leans to the officer and gasps .
"Wait I know this woman...... Its my mother"