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"Mom! I told you it wasn't me, why don't you believe me?" I knew fully why she didn't believe me.

"Jessica, don't you dare try that on me. When the pills went missing from Abbie's cabinet we immediately knew it was you again, the police finding you with the bottle just reaffirmed it for your father and I. As far as I'm concerned you deserve whatever sentence the judge gives you, and quite frankly, I hope they send you away to one of the Youth Incarceration Units. Perhaps then you'll understand the illegality of your actions."

Truthfully, it was me. We all knew it. I'm the one who stole my sisters Xanax, and honestly I didn't regret it. Because trust me after the month I'd had, I needed them more than she did.

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