Hell is empty
And all the demons are here
-Shakespeare
The police officer right in front of me was proving himself a devil's accomplish as he was frustrating my morning. I had pressed the snooze button too many times that morning and had woken up late for school. Drinking a glass of orange juice and snatching my keys from the counter I rushed out of the house into my car only to be stopped by the police a few minutes later. My crime, I didn't have my driver's license with me. And that's how I found myself at the police station in a cell on a Monday morning. Yes Mondays were the worst days ever to be invented.
I didn't bother to ask for any of my parents. they wouldn't even answer my calls, probably too busy at work. My brothers Calvin and Michael, both older, were angry at me for something I had done during the weekend. No use getting the disappointed look from them again.
It won't take long till the paparazzi got wind of what had happened to me. At this point I decided sleep was my best option till either my family or the press found me.
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