I remembered the day my dad and mum fought because my dad had called my twin brother a bastard and as I began to remember all these things the more I started to feel guilty. I still blamed him for everything that had gone wrong in my life and I still went ahead to kill him and his family.

I sat on their couch for few minutes thinking about my next moves, I had finally gotten the answer I have been searching for and it wasn’t what I was expecting. It was at that moment I agreed with the phrase some things are rather left unsaid, not every answer is pleasant to the ear and this definitely wasn’t pleasant. I thought he was the reason why I have become messed up but I have now found out that my mum, whom I love dearly and I pity so much is the one to be blamed for the way her life and mine turned out and still there is a new question to be asked, who exactly is my father?.

I couldn’t just let them go, they have seen my face and they can always go to the police, I don’t want to go to jail, I still want to find my real father, so I did the one thing I came there to do, I went to the kitchen, turn on the gas and came back to the living room, I revealed myself to them, my supposed dad tried to apologize but I wasn’t willing to hear anything from him, I told him to keep quite if he doesn’t what me to shoot him. As the gas started to choke the children I got up walked to the door then light the match I had taken from the kitchen. 

I hid myself where no one would see me as I watch the house burn while I was also trying to calm myself from the injury I sustain too. My hand hasn’t properly healed, I still feel the pain but that would end soon, I have thought about this day very much and I have come to the same conclusion, Benson Afolabi Richard has to die, there is nothing left for me in this life, I burnt the only man I knew as my father alive along with his family, I almost killed my mother whom I have always held in high esteem and my twin brother is now constantly criticizing me for everything I did, so tell me what kind of life I still want to live. 

If you have been reading this from the beginning you already know it’s too late to help, now that you know my story I would say it’s okay for you to judge me, I know I made some terrible mistakes, I took so many wrong turns in my life and instead of me to fix up my life I kept looking for who to blame but now I have no one else to blame but myself and that burden is too much for me to bear that's why I have decided to take my life so before the poison  have taken kicks in let me quickly tender my apologies to the following  people that I have. 

I am sorry mum, I apologise for hitting you hard that you had to be hospitalize, I would never forgive myself for that, I just hope one day you will find it in your heart to forgive me. I would never understand why you hid the truth about my real dad from me or why you choose not to tell me the truth about…………………………….

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