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The unlawful killing of one human being by another, especially with malice aforethought. This is murder but what then do you say when one is lawfully killed by another?
Is there any justification for a man to kill another man no matter the intent?
Our dear God left us a command...
THOU SHALL NOT KILL
Therefore there is nothing like a lawful killing, honor killing or whatsoever...
My father was murdered one year ago and ever since then, i have days that i don’t want to get of bed and if i ever see a picture of him or hear someone talk about him,i burst into tears though i sometimes usually pretend that he is at the hospital and can’t get visitors but will be home soon,then reality hits within seconds and everything becomes real. He is gone!
I love him so much and his brutal death left each and every member of our family sad, my mom refused counseling and we don’t even know what to do for her, she is angered that the law which suppose to protect the innocent was the very law that led my Dad to his untimely death and her state of annoyance is at the present affecting her relationship with everyone.
I am writing this today to let everyone know how wonderful my father was and how the law he trusted so much let him down.
Daddy was so kind and generous, he was a loving father, funny, hard working and very playful. Yes! I am crying as i write but it feels good to let people know about him though i have not been able to go back to school since he died because there is no one to help me with my tuition, mom is unemployed and has to provide food for the family from nothing.
Memories of the last day i saw Dad flashed in me as i stood trilling the cold and terrors of the night waiting for a client to pick me up so that i can make a living for my family, Dad was sent to jail for reporting a fraud in the company where he worked, he stood and testified against the culprits but instead of Justice, he was sentenced to serve for laying under oath.
My Father never lied, he simply told the truth and nothing but the truth but the CEO paid off the Jury and Dad was framed up, sent to jail and was murdered by an inmate and now there is no other way for us to survive but for me to sell my body as mom lie heartbroken with stroke and three siblings to feed.
I am optimistic that there are so many other people facing this kind of problem and wherever you might be and no matter how difficult it seems for you, prostitution is not a way out though i keep a feeling diary and with this i am able to keep my heads up and sharing this with you is to me a bond of affection and it has eased my regrets and today,i will tell the councilor that i am better off and can live like every other normal young girl therefore testing positive to HIV will never derail me.