chapter 1:How it all started

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                              Kacey Pov                                                   
I killed him  I didn't mean to but I did an I don't regret it. all I could do was stare at the man who cost me a lot of pain the man who physically, mentally, and emotionally abused me. I was staring at him lost in my own trace of thought I couldn't move or hear anything. As I look around I didn't notice that the police was here I still couldn't hear anything until I hear anyting until I felt the cops put handcuffs on me " you have the right to remain silent anything you say or do will be used against you in the court of law"I zoned out in the middle  of them saying the Miranda Rights I'm going to jail OMG I'm too young to go to jail I'm only 18. 8 years I can't believe I got 8 years in Wentworth Correctional Center as I got off the bus they walk me to a white van that says Wentworth on the side it was quite the whole way there as we pull up to the building there are two guards waiting for me they lead me to a room that says strip search they ask me to take off my clothes off and bend over and spend my butt cheeks and cough like oh my gosh. When they're done with the search they hand me my uniform " your in H block follow Mr. Jackson he will take you" the farther  in the prison we go the more nervous I get we finally reach H  block and it was bigger than I thought it would be it had a little kitchen , a table and a couch with a few girls on it  we walked by them an Mr.Jackson   showed me my cell " Time for count lady's"  he yells  there is this girls all stand outside there cells I look at all of them and the seem nice the girl who was in the cell across from mine was staring at me but I didn't mine because she is hot

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