Why I Killed My Father

She killed her father!!!!

Unknown to her rivals, there was a reason why she had to. 

A reason that is best known to her.

While people criticize and mock her, a policeman helps in investigating the crime in order to find out the truth.

      • EPISODE ONE•

Everywhere was filled with people who had come to see the little witch who had killed her father, some were angry and called her names.

"She's nothing but a fool, how will a little girl like her possibly kill her father, little witch!" A woman who was passing by said as she spat.

"Na wow o! This small pikin fit do this kinetin, then wet in adult nor go do? God forbid!" A Hausa man said as he moved his wheelbarrow of sugar Cain to the other side of the road.

In no sooner, an ambulance drove inside the compound, it was white in color.

Two men who were inside jumped down to pick the body of Mr. Johnson who was lying helplessly on the floor, As they carried him into the ambulance, 17 years old Nora stared at her father's corpse until he was taken away, there were bloodstains on her face and her hands were dripping blood too.

Not too long, the press also drove in, as soon as they alighted, they quickly rushed towards her with their recorders and microphones,

"Um... Miss Nora Johnson, can you tell us why you killed your father?" As this question was asked, Most people in the crowd drew close as to hear what she was going to say, she only looked at them with a pale face and held onto the knife, people quickly maintained a distance from her.

"Can you tell us please, Miss?" The reporter asked again, this time around, she stood up and began walking away, before she could step out, the police arrived, They quickly picked her up and pushed her into their van, the knife was wrapped in a white kerchief and off, they went.

The reporters were angry that they had not gotten any useful information from the girl.

As soon as they got to the station, they reached for her hand and pulled her out like the criminal they she was and threw her into prison, she just sat down and kept still where she had been thrown, her hair was all messed up and her body still dripping with blood.

She quickly laid down and dozed off.

A few hours later, two policemen came to see her, As soon as they entered she woke up, The both of them stared at her for a while and the taller one spoke up.

"Hey! Why did you kill your father?" He yelled at her but she did not say a word.

"I say... Why did you kill your father, you idiot!" He said again as he kicked her in the stomach as she fell down groaning in pain.

"Ah ah. Why did you have to kick her like that naa? She is a girl " The other chubby one asked.

"Who cares? She should even be beaten, hand me the whip" He said to the other one as he took the whip from him.

He raised it to unleash his anger on the girl, on her own side raised her hands in defense, and waited for the stinging pain but none came.

Immediately, the D.P.O's voice interrupted him, he quickly threw the whip on the floor.

"Are you mad? Do you want to flog her? Really...?" He said as he walked in majestically staring at the both of them, they quickly stood at ease trembling with fear.

"Is this how you treat criminals here? The fact that they had done something wrong doesn't mean you should have them killed or treat them like animals, Even what you're doing now is a crime and you should be punished for it" He said turning to face the door "Um... Officer Sarko!" He called.

"Sir" Sergeant Sarko answered as he marched forward and halted in front of him.

"Take these two idiots to the backyard and make them weed some grasses, maybe that will push in some senses into them, Take them!" He said as Officer Sarko held the both of them and dragged them down the corridor.

Turning to the girl, He said "Come with me" She obliged immediately.

They walked into an office, from the way things were arranged, she could tell it was his office. He asked to sit down and she did. He then picked up his telephone and dialed a number.

"Hello, Mrs. Ozar, report to my office now!" He said as he dropped the telephone.