My real name is Isabella White.
When I was 10 years old,my father murdered my mother.
And I,not knowing the whole truth,gave false testimony for my murderer father.

That night,when I came home from school,I still remember clearly the scene I saw when I entered the house.
Every detail in the room was eyched into my mind.
My mother was lying face-down on the floor,a hemp rope around her neck,motionless.
I walked towards my mother.
Suddenly,a sound came from inside the house.
There was someone in the house.I didn't dare to breathe or move,for fear of making the slightest sound.

The bedroom door opened,and my father came out.
I stared at him in fear,hoping to find some solace in him.
Suddenly,he knelt down in front of me,tears streaming down his face as he repeated,"I'm sorry,I'm sorry,I'm sorry..."
I was frightened by him.

At that time,I didn't know that my mother had already passed away.
I was so scared that I cried.
"Daddy really made a mistake.Can you keep it a secret for Daddy?"
I looked at him in shock.
He hurriedly said,"Your mother and I...during an argument...it was an accident,really an accident."
He hugged his head and cried.I had never seen my father like this before.
I was too terrified to utter a word.
"If I confess, you will be fatherless,"he said, tears welling up in his eyes as he looked at me.
I didn't know what I was thinking at that time.
My father led me to the bedroom,shut the door behind him,and instructed me not to leave.
After a while,the police came.
I thought the police were coming to arrest my father,so I quickly ran out of the room.
I was taken aback by the gruesome scene before me.
My mother was hanging from the ceiling beam,and her death was extremely terrifying.
That was the first time I had seen a dead person.
I never thought that the ceiling beam in the house could be used like this.
I was taken away by the police for questioning.
When I walked out of the house,the weather was extremely sunny and quiet.
To protect my father,I gave false testimony.