Never had I knew that a family trip would end so tragically. I grew up knowing that I had a big family, but I didn’t care about them since they were never there for me. My mom had planned to take a trip to Mexico City in the summer to visit my grandma. Weeks before this nonsense was planned, I had gotten in huge trouble. I can admit that I was a big trouble maker but that never stopped me from doing anything.
Vicky G was one of my closest friends in high school. She was a wild teen and always had house parties when her parents were out of town. I’m not going to lie, I felt very special being Vicky’s friend because she was very popular. Her parties were always the biggest in town. They were so much fun and everyone always enjoyed their time there. On a boring Friday, as I was walking home from school, I received a message from Vicky saying, b“Lucy get ready by 9. I’m going to pick you up. We’re going to have the best night of our life.” After seeing the message I was so hyped up that my smile touched from ear to ear. I got home from school and quickly started getting ready. As I was finishing my makeup, my grandma entered my room. I said “Hey grandma, what’s up?”  “Shut up with that nonsense. Where do you think you’re going young lady?” she said with a frantic face. My first reaction was to punch her in the face but thankfully I was able to hold myself back. I know this is terrible but at this time I had severe anger issues. So I just answered “I’m going to Vicky’s party regardless what you say.” And I left in a hurry closing the door behind me with all my might.
After a while, my grandma got tired of my nonsense and decided to send me to a boot camp. She thought I would learn my lesson but all of this just made everything worse. I was sent back home with a worse attitude. This happened consistently. I never had permission to go out. After a while I got tired of everything and made the worst decision of my life. On a dark windy night I was getting ready for the biggest teen blowout in town. And as always, my grandma complained as I was heading out. This time I was out of it and quickly took out my pocket knife. I usually carried my pocket knife for safety, but today I was determined to use it for murder. I grabbed grandma by the throat, threw her against the wall, and stabbed her several times in her right eye. After I was done, I realized I was a murderer. “Why did I do this? I really loved her.” I was quickly panicking and turned myself into the police. They quickly came to the house and I was sentenced with a lifetime charge.
Now that I look back at my past mistakes, I realize I have failed at life. I should’ve valued all the time I had with my family, especially with my grandma. I never realized how selfish I was.  All she wanted was for me to be successful in life and to not go through the tough life she had. But now I just feel useless and stupid. I killed my grandma. I am a murderer. I miss you and love you so much grandma. I’m sorry for all I made you go though. Rest in paradise my angel. Karma will get me. I will pay for my mistakes.