Chapter Eleven

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Today's Date: September 26, 2011

Dear Journal,

Court was a fucking joke if I have ever heard one. I got to court and I immediately see Trevor, Amber, and Bryan. I figured Bryan would be here because he's the reason why I'm in this shitty place but I'm confused as to why Trevor and Amber is here. The tention in the room was so thick that it was choking me! I take a seat with my piece of shit "lawyer" and he starts reading me some stupid shit. He's still begging me to plea insanity but I know I'm not insane but maybe, just a little. Judge Lawson walks in with his black robe like he doesn't have any skeletons in his closet. The guy is a fucking joke and the reason I say that is because he was the judge who put me in juvie! They instantly start going over my case and then they call Bryan to the stand. All I can think about is stomping Bryan's face into the ground because I know this motherfucker is about to testify against me. Bryan starts talking and basically tells them everything that happened between Louis and I. Bryan won't even look at me, he's always been a pussy when it comes to eye contact. He knows he fucked up and I can tell he knows where his future is heading if I can get near him! Bryan gets off the stand and takes his seat then they call Trevor up to the stand. I start laughing when they called him up there because he was the reason why we went to that gas station in the first place. It was there idea to rob it but now that I killed someone, they are going to testify on me just to avoid jail time. I'll make them pay too! Trevor tells them that it was my idea and they were terrified of me so, they followed a long just so I wouldn't hurt them. How bogus of them to lie on me like that! I spoke up and told them what really happened but nobody seemed to give a fuck about that. They were just trying to get enough people to tell on me so they can throw me the fuck away for the rest of my life. The judge finally asks me how I plea and I stand up and say "I'm guilty as fuck, your honor" but I got cut off quick because my "lawyer" stands up and says "He pleas insanity, your honor". I turn to him and start punching him as best that I could . I tripped his scrawny ass just to watch him fall down like a weak bitch he is. Guards start running after me but I started heading towars the three fucking rats who testified against me but the guards tackled me before I could reach them. The judge sentenced me to an insane asylum for life. Guards told me they'd be shipping me off in a week like I was some fucking package. They escorted me back to my cell and threw me in there but before they could shut the door, I started spitting at them. Those pigs deserved to be spitted on because they are all worthless in my eyes! I shove my hands through the slot so they can take these handcuffs off. I need to lay down and wrap my head around this. This shit sucks and I refuse to be someones experiment but I'll think of an escape plan soon and it will be great, I just know it. I'll write some more later.

Until Next Time,

Vince.

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