I'm now sitting in a room,similar to the ones that's on tv.I'm staring at the big one sided mirror that's on the other side of the room_which I'm sure on the other side holds police and detectives on the other side watching me....my every move.....every gesture.it's cold.I'm have me sitting on a hard chair made of steel and don't forget I still have the hospital gown on so my rear is naked on the chair and I'm handcuffed to it.10 mins later I hear the door creek open than a white bald man came in looked like he was in his late 40s.
man:hi I'm detective Johnson-(gco)
me:look detective Johnson just know I did nothing and I know my rights so.....continue
detective:where where u when chresanto august got stabbed?
me:I was with him
detective:ok so do u know who stabbed him?
me:nope not at all
I answered truthfully.I had to be carefull about everything I said because I knew by the way he was talking that.....this place was rigged.
detective:mame I think u do know
me:look bitch idk what tf u talkin bout but idk what happend to that nigga so in cuff me before I get my gang to fuck u u-
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Fanficit's been 1 month since I've seen the horrid of a body laying on the ground in its own blood...... I was on the plane looking out the window at the clouds i would see ,jailed in my thoughts thinking about heaven and where is it if there is one...
