The Accused

"Ms. Chantalle Valderama, you are under arrest of killing Miss Valderama. You have the right to remain silent and to get your own lawyer." As soon as I heard the police officer, I headed inside my car and drove to our house. My vision was spinning and I don't even know what's happening. I can't sink in to my mind what's happening. Why? Why is there a police? Why they are arresting me? Who? Who's got killed? Who did I killed? How? How did that happen? I'm still sure that I am in my right mind! I am innocent! I looked back and I saw our house. Our house that I used to live happily. With her. Why? Why did this happen? While we are inside the interrogating room, I can't calm my self. My whole body is trembling. My heart is aching. I don't want to accept what just happened. She's gone. “Ms. Answer me. Why did you kill her? " the prosecutor asked. I looked up to him. Straight in the eyes. So he would realize that I am telling the truth. “ I... didn't kill her. " I said in a stern voice. I want to be brave. If I will be put behind bars, who will give justice to her death? I don't believe it's from her family. Coz I know, no one of them love her. Yes. She's my aunt. The sister of my father. But it looks like I'm not one of the family. That is why she took me. And she wants me to be her adopted child. But I refused coz I know Dad will get mad if she did that. “ Oh, stop denying. There are evidences we found inside her room! ” My eyes widened. What evidence? “ See? You're shocked? These are the evidence. " he said while smirking and place a pictures on the table. My bracelet on her mattress beside her. No. I didn't wear that since last week! My shoes. The shoes I wore that day? Why is it there? I placed it in a shoe rock downstairs as I arrived that day! Then he placed a ziploc on the table. Containing a strand of hair. That's probably my hair. Then a folder. “ Open it. " he ordered. I did what he said. It is a file containing that my fingerprint is matched on the DNA. A fingerprints on the pillow that is used to kill my aunt are matched with me. No. This can't be! I didn't do it!