Heather's POV
My cell was hit three times and I was awake." Time to bath number 370" the police officer said. I get up and start walking to our big bathroom without any privacy and strip. I shower for less than ten minutes but l make it the best.
You must be wondering how I ended up here well it was so easy and simple. I was framed. Simple as that. My charge was murder at what age....eleven can you imagine. When I came here I was a good kid that kid the loves book and playing but here it's work after work. I'm in England.
Who can imagine that I got rapped here and no one knew right. Only my close friends know what happened and what caused me to change. I was thirteen when that happened and it one of the guards here who did it. You want to know what happened...
I killed him. That very unfaithful year l knew that l lost my brothers and father. They didn't call or anything. Now in seventeen years and my past still haunts me even though my friends who are like my family try to make me forget. I accept that I did kill my mother. I accepted mentally.
I really never did it but my mind and soul accepted it and l lost my self years ago. If if wasn't for Sean my boyfriend I would have killed myself. I'm different from the small lovely, loving, caring girl I once was. My innocence left me...
I became the woman. Everyone respects, adores and admire me. I love it here. I am that ungrateful bitch. The one who is heartless, damaged, used, angry and mournful. I love partying and singing. I do drugs, who ever thought that me a nerd will ever do drugs. Sean's parents bought me a phone and computer. They are the ones that helped me with killing that guard and l must say killing is kinda fun.
"Hello 370 you time is up" the male guard said. Ha my thoughts. I nodded and dried myself. I have this big scar on my face caused by me being new. When my so called family sent me here to this vultures that are ready to kill. Well I'm now one of them...
I love my life here, it's so amazing. I put on my makeup to cover my ugly scar. Even though people don't say it but it's ugly...I know.
I tied my hair into a ponytail and wore our uniform. Now I'm going to the garden to school. It's the worst school ever.I wore my school uniform. It's not ugly though...
I got to school. School here is school. It's so strict and their punishments are the worst. In my school we are a year ahead of other schools so what we learn it different from other schools. So I'm ten times smarted than other kids. I'm a proud lady.
I have got four best friends who's names are Isabella, Jack, Jameson's my boyfriend Sean. I love those guys. Can you imagine l started my periods here and that is what attracted that rapper to me. I did English, Math,Science, Account Management, Fashion and fabrics, French, Chinese, Music, Dance, Art, Agriculture and Gym my favorite.
Yea, it's a lot but l love it. Everyone knows that this school is the best but they are afraid that their kids will change. Like l did. Sean got out last week and he told me that he isn't going to come back because his father is threatening him that if he keeps coming back he will give all his wealth to his cousin and he doesn't want that and l totally understand. I understand his father very much and l respect him very much for what he did for me.I will be out in five months. He promised to visit though so that's why l love him very much.
It's been five months and I'm going back there; a place I once called home tomorrow. I packed my clothes and everything and l look so perfect. Even the others are going out tomorrow. Jack and James got out with Sean. Isabella got out last week. So it's me only. I'm going to miss you cell...
We have good and bad memories together. I kissed the wall. I let myself drift into the darkness.
I woke around five to bath and do my daily routine. By the time I finished everything it was seven o'clock. I took everything l had and got to the reception. I smiled at her, I was happy to be finally out. I didn't see my brothers and nor my own father. I took a deep sign and then someone recognized me and called me to them.
I followed. " hello I was sent by your Father to get you master Heather" he said smiling at me. Well l didn't return it, I only nodded. I got into the limo and went straight to the airport.Here l come California.
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The death of her
Historia CortaHeather had been in juivie for years now. She was framed and lost the ones that she loved dearly now her sentence is over. She is back at a place she once called home. Will everything still be the same or will her family move past what happened. Wil...