Then why do you want to kill me

The line between justice and revenge blurs when a devastated family uses social media to track down the people who killed year-old Crystal Theobald. Watch all you want. More Details. Watch offline. Available to download. This movie is Investigative, Emotional.

Did you know Edit. Goofs At , a winking smiley is typed in the chat box, but it appears as a normal smiley when she presses enter. User reviews 63 Review. Top review. Stupid people doing stupid things. I don't know why I watched this. Maybe because I actually like true crime series. This is just sad, although well documented.

Details Edit. Release date April 14, United States. United States. Netflix Site. Spanish English. Tree Tree Tree. Technical specs Edit. I felt as though Allah was testing me. I managed to make my way to the toilets near the school office. I busted the stall door wide, pulled my pants down and sat. As I saw the stream of dark blood enter the bowl, I buckled over. I was sweating profusely even while I was shaking. There was rising bile in my stomach. My leg jittered involuntarily.

I spoke to Allah then, for the first time in years. I told him that if he wanted to kill me in that moment, I would be okay with it. Anything to get me away from the pain.

An hour passed before someone came looking for me. It was Tamara. She and I had gotten to know each other a little on the bus. I thought she was cool. She never offered me one of her cigarettes, because cigarettes were expensive, but she had said if I ever got some she would teach me how to do it.

The bile again. Tamara brought me my bag, in which I found a fresh maxi pad. She took me to the office, and Mama was called. Nana asked whether I could be sent home in a taxi.

The answer was no. Nana picked me up in a taxi. It was novel to be home on a weekday. I tried to get some sun on the balcony, but there was only its warm memory left on the tiles. I lay on the tiles for a moment, face down.

This soothed the pain in my stomach a little. The glass door opened, and Nana emerged with a pack of Advil, a glass of water and a banana. I took a warm shower after eating. My body was the thinnest it had ever been. My hair looked puffy around my drawn face. In actuality, I was losing hair by the clump. I could feel it running down my legs in the shower. I put the shower head on my stomach.

The warm water helped the pain. I could see myself in the reflection of the shower door. I looked small. In fact, I actually liked it.