Not My Fault Book Novels & Stories

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Conclusion: not proven but likely. And under that, because I believed in being thorough: Mum says it is not his fault and not mine. Recording for accuracy. Still think he is connected. I closed the notebook and put it back in its place in my bag under the spare jumper and clipped the clasp shut and put the key back under my sleeve. I was at daycare but I was not fully paying attention to daycare today.

I admitted, letting my head drop and body slump. The tears dropped one by one, this was all my fault. I was too caught up in my own little world. I could have saved god knows how many people. "Hey, shh, shh little bug, it isn't your fault, those people were bad people, they were going to keep hurting people, you wouldn't have wanted all those other girls to get hurt, right?"

Hearing her break down like this made me realize how much she had been carrying too. “It’s okay,” I said softly, surprising even myself with how genuine it felt. “I mean, it’s not okay what happened, but I get why you’re hurting. Calvin… he manipulated you. That’s not your fault. And everything with your family, with my dad showing up… it’s a lot. I’m sorry you had to find out like this.”

At the same time, I couldn’t help but voice my discontent. What, even if this is my fault? From the beginning: If a bug comes out, it’s my fault. If you fall down, it’s my fault. If you hit me, it’s my fault. What did I do that was so wrong? I mean, even if you hate me that much, this is not right! Why would you hit a person? And with a car? I could have died! Just because I ran over your foot a little, you won’t die. Stop overreacting.

Carla I just lay there on the bed motionless. Paolina left me alone a long time ago but I wasn’t able to sleep. Tears still wetted my cheeks and the pillow. I just opened an old wound and now was having a hard time closing it off. Is Finn alive? Finn my step-after or so he was supposed to be was convicted of rape and multiple sexual assaults over the years. He was the man who deprived me of everything and most importantly, a normal childhood.

“Yeah. And you almost got us all caught.” “It wasn’t my fault!” “Stop denying, Yuri. It was clearly your fault! I told you to leave your stupid book to the infirmary but you didn’t.” “It dropped accidentally!” “Accident or not, it could have mostly send the four of us in jail.” “Stop it already! Just be thankful that the police didn’t see us.”

Kali's grip holding me down, I could hear the creaking of my skull underneath her strength. "You're not focused," she said. "Stop thinking about how you have failed and how it was never really your fault. You're just a byproduct of your society." "It's not my fault," I squeezed out. "Of course it is. Do you believe that you aren't at fault for your own demise? I know how you've lived. You steal, kill, and lie your way through life." "You don't know me!"

Theo snapped me out of my thoughts as he tried to get my attention. " You know your mum was wrong to give you that no matter what you did." Theo continued now realising I was listening to him. Wait was he saying that it wasn't my fault? I looked up at him with my tear stained cheeks in shock and confusion, why was he saying that this isn't my fault? Everything is my fault so why isn't he blaming me? “Why aren’t you blaming me?” I whispered looking forward as Theo continued to walk in steady strides.

Even the tree consoled them,the dry leaves falling on them. Joy listened secretly " is it really not my fault". For all the years she lived in the dark, covering the blanket of sorrow,opening deep scars in her heart,was it really not fault? Even I, have my scars. Sometimes, I'd cry at nights thinking about why things went wrong and if it isn't really my fault. Thinking of my pains and being locked in a cage where I think I need freedom,I created my character and I try my best to write in a way that my readers understand the pains of my character.