I don’t understand.

I don’t understand why it has to be me. Skylar, the weird girl. Skylar, the geeky nerd. Skylar, the girl with no friends.

Skylar, the murderer.

i don’t know what I did wrong. I really don’t. They all say I’m a murderer – that I was the one that killed the Maguires. I didn’t kill them. I didn’t kill them. I didn’t kill them. I keep telling them that – my fellow pupils, the teachers, the principal, my guardian, the police. They say to me: “Skylar. Look me in the eye and tell me you did not do this!” So I do. I look them in the eye and say “I did not do this.” It doesn’t seem to make much of a difference. They still think I did it.

You must ask why they think I did it. They think I did it because I wanted to get revenge on the Maguires! I did want to get revenge on the Maguires for killing my parents. Yes, they killed my parents!! That’s why the police think I did it. I was reported to be near the house when it happened too. I saw the fire – I saw it from a distance. I wasn’t there

My granddad is who looks after me. We live together in a small cottage along the road where the Maguires used to live. When Granddad heard that I was a suspect of the case he was horrified. He told the police there was no way I could be guilty. “Skylar is a kind, generous, caring girl. She would never hurt anyone! Besides, she’s only seventeen. She’s still a child. Plus she only turned seventeen two weeks ago!” He said. “Quite so!” The policeman said. “But we’ve spoken to the other suspects. We realised none of them were guilty. She’s the only suspect left. And what about revenge? The Mr Maguire killed her parents and none of us knew it was him until the Maguires were murdered. Except Skylar here! I remember her trying to tell us though we didn’t believe her!” Granddad believed it was me after that. Everyone believed it was me.

I had to get away. I had to hide.

I was going to run away.

PART 2 COMING SOON!