I know that I shouldn't be lying but I can't being put in prison, not again, especially since I only recently got out. I made myself a promise to never go back to prison, the place is horrible, food is specially made to give us food poisoning. The wards there are given permission to beat us up whenever they wanted. The place is just disgusting and hateful. And yet I was there, for something I hadn't done. I had been framed. I did my best in the court, only told the truth, I even helped the police to try to find the murderer.
I gave them all the evidence to show them I hadn't done it, I showed them the security camera footages, from the cameras I had put around and inside of my house. I took a lie detector test, I even fucking let them take DNA sample and copies of my fingerprints. yet even after all the evidence that said I was innocent, I was imprisoned.
Only because the body had been found in my home. I didn't even know the person, my guess was that one of my friends had brought them to my house.
I held a party for my friends and their friends the night the body was found. Then the police came, They had gotten a phone call from one of my neighbours, because apparently the music was too loud and apparently the neighbour saw us do drugs. The police came, drug tested everyone, some were even double tested, Even I was drug tested.
Soon after that the police practically threw everyone out, they told me to stop the party or something bad would happen. They fucking threatened to make the government take the house away from me so I would end up homeless.
Everyone left, even my best friend, whom I never thought would leave me behind, especially in situations like this.
I was forced to sit down next to a police officer, I was questioned for hours. They asked me bunch of random questions that actually didn't make sense. And I couldn't leave because they had threatened me, even handcuffed me to be 100% sure I wasn't able to run and leave. They had to be sure I wasn't able to escape while they were doing their job.
They searched the whole house, every room and corner. Every closet and basket. Every inch of my house was searched.
Of course they didn't find anything, I don't exactly throw parties to do drugs, I throw parties to hang out and have fun, also I would never do drugs or even go near drugs. Drugs disgust me.
Soon they were almost done, All they had left to do was search the basement, a police officer had gone down to the basement only to come back running and yelling "there's a body"
I was led outside, to a car and driven to the police station. To make a very long and an extremely unfair story short; I was put in prison. The time I spent there made me go completely insane. And I really don't want to go back there even if I'm guilty this time.
