Tell the Truth. Amanda Brittany
With loving thanks to my mum, for always believing in me.
And to my dad for proudly reading everything I wrote –
I wish you were here to read Tell the Truth.
Born or made? In my genes, or was it what happened to me as a child? Maybe I was dropped on my head at birth.
I laugh inside. They tried to find out once: the shrinks. They talked to me for hours, those who thought they knew. They couldn’t see I would kill again.
I never meant to kill the first time – extinguish a life. Yes, the anger bubbled even then,