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I stood in the middle of the courtroom, watching and listening as everyone talked about me - lied about me. Saying that i had... that i was a killer

The jury gasped and murmured , i looked at the TV to see the pictures of evidence on display; things that i hadn't done, but they were all pointing towards me & my conviction .

I was going to be convicted for murder but the truth was, i hadn't done it; I was covering for...

Oscar.



I still remember what had happened

" vámonos! Oscar the police is here!"

"No! You go without me i got  something to take care of.."

"Spooky i said lets go-"

Next thing i know i was laying down on the hard cold concrete and put in handcuffs.

The cop reaches his walkie and starts talking into it

"We got a 187 over" he then looks at me with anger in his eyes

" i hate people like you,  Ruing our lives killing people, i can't wait til they build our wall and they keep your fucking people away from our country"

I looked around again, cunfused , scared. Every one looked at me with anger, i could feel their words like a gun to my head. "I didn't do that" i cried as i tried to somehow get rid of their hard grip.

My words are useless, i started thinking about oscar and my blood started to boil.

"How could he do this to me? I thought we were friends. Family."

But i couldn't be mad, he had a real family, a brother.

I decide to stay quiet.










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⏰ Last updated: Nov 25, 2018 ⏰

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