Everyone was in here except the judge.. He was last.. The jury went to go find out if they thought my daddy was guilty or not. Everyone knows that he is. I know he is. The judge knows he is. But there was one lady's face on the jury that she didn't look convinced. "All rise for the judge!" the officer yelled and the judge walked in and everyone sat back down except for us (my lawyer and my dad and dads lawyer) "Well has the jury come to a verdict?" The woman with the odd face sands up and shakes her head yes. "On one account of manslughter we find Henry Willams guilty." and just like that my dad lost his mind. He was cussing at me. The officers cuffed him and the last thing he said was "That bitch is just like her momma! A lying whore!" and he was off on death row. Never to see my father again. The man who loved me, the man who tought me how to fish, the man who loved me and broke my heart all in the same day.... Never again...
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Misteri / Thrillerthis is my first story.. i write a lot i just don't post them.