Father Disowns Son Who Killed Ex-Girlfriend at 16

This is a throwaway account with different details to not expose my family because there are articles of this out and I wanna keep privacy because it includes my entire family who did nothing wrong.

It’s been 5 years today and I still can’t believe this, I’m so ashamed of being this person’s father and having him will always be my biggest regret and mistake.

6 years ago he got into a relationship with his classmate who was also the daughter of one of my best friends, her dad and I were childhood best friends. They were both 15 years old. They didn’t last a while maybe two months and they broke up like kids do. The next year around this time she went missing. We live in a small village of about 2500 people, we all went out to look for her all week long with no success.

A few kids ended up finding her body inside of a body bag on their way to school dumped into a dumpster, she was naked with multiple stab wounds all over her and she was covered in blood, they found the knife dumped with her and my son’s fingerprints were all over it. I had absolutely no idea about any of it because he came home at around 9 pm in clean clothes and he even helped search for her. He confessed to everything as soon as he was faced with the evidence and they prosecuted him as an adult, and he got 25 years in prison, and I don’t feel bad for him at all, I never visited him after that, the last time I saw him was when he was sentenced to prison at the courthouse which happened just two months later because he immediately confessed to everything.

Ever since then our entire community has shunned us, my friend spit in my face infront of the entire village and he’d have killed me if people didn’t intervene. And I didn’t and couldn’t even blame him for it because I have two daughters and I get it completely. I publicly disowned him and so did our entire family but the guilt and shame was just too much, I lost all my friends and I didn’t have the heart to show my face in that village anymore, so a couple of months later we sold our house and we moved to a completely different country and continent where we didn’t know anyone.

I lived in that village my entire life all my family and friends were there it was one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do but it was for the good of my family. I hate my son for what he did to that poor little girl and I hate him for destroying our family’s entire life and my hate him for making one of my very best friends go through the worst pain a father could ever experience.

Every single year on this day I feel it all over again like it’s just happened and I feel like absolute shit, he deserves every single minute he gets in that prison and if it was up to me I’d never let him out. He deserves to rot in there.