one chance [k.b of day6]

fifty two

i look at the body capsule in which you were in.

we were walking to the place where we were going to place the you.

i was being followed by police because i am being watched until our court case is done.

whether i am gulity or not.

and as we bury you down, i put a straight face on.

my tears wont run.

my heart is aching.

im sorry..

2 weeks later.

"you are not gulity!"

as i heard those words-i wasnt as surprised. im going to jail and i deserve this.

my life was terrible. every night i have dreams about brian.

now i just have to stay here for 4 weeks..