My story about getting captured

Iwas standing in the doorway when I saw a person with a knife heading toward me. So I came outside and hit the stranger with a baseball bat, but I realized it was my cousin. I drove my cousin to the hospital, but during the car ride we got a car crash. I was stunned but not dead. All the people around me were dead. Some distance away, I saw my archenemy, Bill Enzgonillaginalaque. Bill Enzgonillaginalaque suddenly ran away to a police station. As I was struggling to my feet, police officers came out from police station and ran towards me. I was swept by the police officers and went to the police station. I was questioned and sizzled on the body by burning coals. When I asked them what this was about, they said that I had commited murder on the innocent civilians lying on the street. When I asked them who told them, the police officers said a guy with a strange name, Bill Enzgonillaginalaque had told them I had commited the murder. When I said I didn't do it, they went to a judge and the judge sentenced me to 30 years in jail. 30 years later I finally became free and became a novelist so I wrote this story.