Behind Closed Doors: My Life As Ke'Ladriah Wallace

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I stole some cable and rigged it up so at least we got something to watch. Que is sleeping on the couch and Angela is doing lord knows what. It's summer now, a long time since I've heard from anybody. Then I hear a knock on my door. I look through the peep hole and can't really see so I open the door keeping the other lock in. "Hello young lady may I come in?" I kissed my teeth. "Why?" He nodded his head and backed away from the door. I heard keys jiggling and before I know it three policeman were in my living room. "Got him!" They grabbed Que and put him in handcuffs. I looked around confused as Que gave me a death glare. "Where's Wallace?" They looked around the small apartment before busting into her bedroom and handcuffing her and picking her up, while the other officer looked around. "Shame shame shame." He held up a plastic bag with Angela's personal things in it. "You did this didn't you. I'm gonna kill you and you'll be with your stupid daddy. Imma beat you senseless." She said threat after threat as they pushed her out the door. "Ma'am please shut up."

Things haven't been very different since they left. Actually things have been better. We ain't getting whipped to death. People been saying they gone send us to a Foster home but I ain't going to no white folks. I dressed my brother and sister and we walked down to the courthouse. It turns out Ms. Crenshaw was the one that snitched so I ain't talking to her for a while. Maybe never again. We walked in and I ain't know where to go. They told us go through the metal detector. I guess it's a racial thing because the white man just walked straight in. I was led to a courtroom where Ms. Crenshaw was sitting on a couch. I sat far away. She looked at me and smiled but I rolled my eyes. Sometimes folks need to mind their own business. We walked in the courtroom. Never been in one. Never thought I would have to be. I seen Angela and Que death glaring at me. I rolled my eyes. My sister tugged at my pants leg scared reaching for me to pick her up. I sat her in my lap as the judge began talking. I don't even know why I'm here. I started to doze off while Ms. Crenshaw talked. That's when they called my name,  Trenton too. I gave my sister to Ms. Crenshaw hesitantly. "Okay. I don't know how to pronounce your names so I will call you Mr. and Ms., Ms. Wallace is it true that Mr. Livingston and Mrs. Wallace has been abusing you both?" I nodded yes. "Please answer vocally and honestly. You are under oath you know." Me and Trenton told the judge everything even though I was stuttering every once and awhile. Angela jumped up and tried to run over to the chair we sat in but she failed. Que sat silently but I could tell he was mad. We walked down the steps and I grabbed my sister from Ms. Crenshaw, rolling my eyes at her on the way back to my seat. Cause of her we gone lose everything.