As a 'murderer', I was getting the retribution I deserve.
Could my parents forgive me now?
Dad just turned on his phone after leaving the police station, and the phone rang.
I heard Grandma's anxious voice from the receiver, "Kaleb, Jennifer is missing."
At the moment I heard Grandma's voice, my heart instantly tightened.
If she knew that I was already dead, how painful would it be for Grandma who cared about me.
Since my parents started hating me, I had often gone to Grandma's house to eat and sleep.
Since I was ten years old, I have often been unable to eat enough, but Grandma often bought delicious food for me.
Grandma took me to find my dad several times, but it made their already bad relationship even worse.
Dad impatiently said, "This little girl is playing this childish trick again. I will be fooled by this kind of trick?"
Grandma worriedly said, "But we haven't been able to contact her for three consecutive days, and before that..."
Before Grandma could continue, Dad angrily interrupted her.
"This is your business, don't mention this broomstick thing in front of me."
Dad hung up the phone directly and added Grandma's number to the blacklist.