It was the first time I killed a man. I know killing is wrong. But, killing someone who has done more wrong than right I believe needs to be dead, right? Was I really wrong to kill him? It just had to be done. 

I sat in the enclosed room with the two detectives, Detective Johnson and Detective Quinn for an hour now. I was in shock of what happened. I felt if I told them they wouldn’t believe me. They stood in silence for a moment. A video camera was pointed toward my blood stained f...