Karah

My mom told me that just that my dad was just on drugs.

And probably about two years before I was born, he just kind of went crazy.

That he was going wild.

He wasn't coming home.

He wasn't finding nothing good that was offered to him.

Yeah.

He was running around and cheating on my mom a lot.

My mom, you know, was working, taking care of two boys and was pregnant.

So I'm going to start off with like the night that my dad had committed, I guess, the murder, lack of better terms.

So and I'm going to start off with the very day because I do know that like by heart.

So they wake up.

My family does.

And it's a normal day.

My brothers go to school and my mom comes back home and is getting ready for work.

My dad is not home at the time.

My dad isn't home at the time.

And he pops up.

So my brother Ron had told me he remembers this specifically, that he remembers my dad arriving home that day because he had went to school, which was just right down the street from where we lived.

And he heard like my dad's car and like heard the tires.

And he said, I just remember looking outside the window at Philpott Elementary School and he knew something was bad.