Writings: Untitled Eight

Approximate Age:  15-16

He tried to think of a good excuse to cover his carelessness.  After all, it was only an accident.  He didn't mean to blow his mother's brains from her head like he did.  It was purely and simply not his fault.  A freak accident.  Like lightning striking the same place twice.

But he had to deal with it.  His mother was dead and he did it.  What could he do to cover himself?  Not much.  She was dead.  That's all there was to it.