My stomach was feeling sick as I peek open an eye and look at my mother. "C...could you please do this, Ma? I promise I'll do it myself next time!" I plead with her. I may have killed him, but to cut up his body was soemthing I couldn't bring myself to do.<br/><br/>"Your such a useless boy!" she yells, her voice becoming high pitch and even more nasally some how.