Keegan Brown
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I'm going to court today. After a long few weeks, I might leave. I don't know, maybe they'll keep me here for longer. Although, even though prison is torture, I always tried to remain positive because of Johnson.
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"So, when does your court trial start...?" He asked playing around with his hair.
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I looked at the time and replied, "In an hour, maybe."
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"You better come visit me if you get to leave!" He chuckled.
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I raised my eyebrows and smiled at him. "Of course I will, you idiot!" Moments later I saw an officer come in my cell. I looked at Johnson as he winked.
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"Keegan, your trial starts soon. Let's get going." The officer said. He handcuffed me, and just as we were about to leave, I spoke.
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"Can Jack come with me? Please?" I begged.
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"I'm sorry, but in this case—"
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I cut him off and led out a sigh. "Please. You don't understand. Just let him come. He's my friend, and this might be the last day I can ever see him." I lied.
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"I'll allow him to come, but next time this isn't happening again."
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I smiled at Johnson and at the officer. "Thank you so much! I can guarantee you it won't happen again." The officer escorted Jack and I, both handcuffed. We went out to the parking lot and inside a car.
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"This will be a short ride." Spoke the officer as he adjusted his mirror. We drove off to the court in silence. I look to my right, and I look out the window.
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Right next to me, I see Jack's car, and a worried look on his face. I squinted my eyes, and scooted closer. All of a sudden, he turned around, and he looked at me.
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The red light went on, and in that little moment, we couldn't bare to let go of looking at each other. Yeah, I'm a little upset at him right now, but, I'm pretty sure he's going to support me at court today, and that shows that he cares about me.
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Sometimes we're friends. Sometimes we're lovers, and sometimes I'm just a stranger to him. One day we're talking all day, and the next he acts like he doesn't know me. And I just wish he wasn't so confusing.⠀
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