Disappear, Part Two

Journal Entry: Justice

Days passed and I made decisions for England. I had to attend events and other things.

Yet there was something that I still haven't done. Bring The Morgan's to justice. I informed the chief of Police about what I found out about the Morgans. He said he would have people arrest them. I wanted to see it so I went with the police.

We rode to Glasgow. There were lots of Police with us.

Some of them rode to the mines. Part of them rode to the Morgan Mansion. I went with people that rode to the Morgan Mansion.

We arrived. I got out of the carriage.

"Every Morgan family member walk out of The Mansion with your hands in the air!" I yelled.

We waited a little bit and eventually everyone walked out. John, Esme, Irvin and Graham. The police cuffed them. It felt good to bring them to justice. They deserve it.

We rode back to London. We went to the police station. I went to talk with the chief of police.

"So what happens now for them?" I asked.

"They will get prosecuted for what they have done in court. Its possible that they will get charged with abduction and murder. There is a possibility that John Morgan might get the death penalty. That's all about them. Now about you, your highness. You may testify against them, if you wish your highness." He said.

"I certainly will." I added.

Days passed, and I came to court to testify against them. They were charged with first degree abduction and murder. Everyone except John was sentenced to life. John was sentenced to death penalty. I decided to speak up.

"This man has done terrible crimes. However, wouldn't it be better for him to think about what he has done than just to kill him?" I added.

The decision was changed. John got a life sentence too. The court session ended.

The real reason I made sure that John didn't get a death penalty is because the next day I wanted to talk to him about God.

Before the day I visited I sent four bibles to the prison. I hope that the Morgan's will read it.

Days passed. I visited John in prison. His prison cell was filthy. He was just a mess. His hair was a mess and he had bruises on his face.

"You caused me to end up here. I've gotten in fight's already. People hate me too." John added.

"Your own actions have caused you to end up here." I said.

He sat down on his bed.

"Why did you have to speak up about my sentence? I really wish you didn't, I would rather be dead than to spend the rest of my time on earth here." He questioned.

"I wanted to give you time to think something over. If you got the death sentence, you would probably be dead right now and in hell." I said.

"Hell is the place I want to end up in." John stated.

"No you don't. Hell is eternal torment. If you want to avoid it, accept Jesus Christ as your lord and saviour and follow him every day." I said.

John rolled his eyes at me.

"You will get a bible soon. I suggest reading The New Testament first." I added.

"Think about it." I told John as I walked away.