" I know who killed Mummy"

I was in the yard that morning doing my thing, I was playing with Jack and Ironman when I heard them arguing.
I thought it was just the usual rant of mummy telling him where to keep his dirty socks, and not littering them all over the room.

This time it was different, it was getting so vociferous, I decided to go in and check on them.

"Mummy"
I called out as I went into the house...
That was when I heard the bang and a scream from the room...

"Mummy"
I called out again, this time gulped in fear, and yet there was no response...

The door to mom's room was slightly open, so I decided to sneak a peek...
And I saw my worst nightmare.

He was standing with a lamp in his hand, and it was covered with blood...

"Where is mummy?... "
Anxiety eclipsed my thoughts, my eyes darted from left to right...
Then I saw her lying in the pool of her blood...

"Mu... Mummy?"
My blood froze in my veins, I was frightened to scream, cringed with fear I resorted to hiding, I hid in my closet, as I cried in silence in the dark till the police came.

"Who is the man in your story?"
The lawyer asked...
I was in court, at the witness stand.
My gazes were fixed on the man who killed mummy.

"Who killed mummy?"
The lawyer asked again...

I was wordless with rage, I lowered my head while fighting back tears, I jerked my finger towards the direction of the man who murdered my mom.

"...