Michael Armstrong's story

My sister and father the killer.
My father, Derek, was the entitled one, when I was eight years old, he almost snatched Maria out of her mom’s arms.

My sister Josephine, my father spoiled the shit out of her, We sometimes came over to the Tachimi-Kimmings residence.

Dad kept giving me Maria’s things, such as her Starscream figure, her kid-sized headphones, her Game Boy.

Josephine would throw a temper tantrum if she wanted something in the house, Derek demanded Martin give her the family locket.

In the locket was a photo of a Confederate soldier, Maria explained to me this locket means very much to her family