Don't Drool

CHAPTER ONE 
I threw the frisbee to my dad. "Catch!" I yelled as the frisbee flew towards him. He did not turn in time and the frisbee hit him on the head and his head fell off. "Aahhhhh!" I yelled. My dad was headless. I quickly ran into the house and locked myself in my room. How could he be headless? I heard my mom scream and the conversation with the 911 department.
Mom: Come quickly!
911: What's wrong?
Mom: Ambulance!
911: Tell me or I will not send someone.
Mom: You dirt eater, send someone now.
911: Sorry but you are going to be arrested if you dont tell me what is wrong.
Mom: Go to hell!
5 minutes later...
Police: You are under arrest.
Mom: But my husband!
Police: You murdered him?
Mom: Yes...I mean no!
Police: Thank you for confessing
--conversation over --
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I felt guilty. It was all my fault. I murdered him and my mom was taking the blame. She would get the death penalty for sure because of me. This was bad.
I ran and ran as far as I could from our house. But I knew that someone would soon come for me and if I was found I would have to confess. What would I do?
CHAPTER TWO
I stopped when I got to the old abandoned subway station. There I found a vending machine that I could get food from. I got out a dollar bill and took a pack of cheez-its. I ate and thought about what I had done. Why did I murder my dad? Am I really that evil?
I looked out of the subway entrance. People were walking. Walking with their families. I had killed my dad and had gotten my mom arrested. I did not know what to do. If I turned myself in, I would be arrested, but I would free my mom. But I had not killed him on purpose. I did not even know what happened. Was I really responsible? I heard a conversation from inside.
Police 1: This is where she went.
Police 2: Are you sure?
Police 3: Only one way to find out.
All: Life form scanners.
--conversation over--
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They activated the life form scanners. What would I do? I was. Trapped and all alone.