I woke up. Mum was standing next to my bed gently shaking me. She told me she made the 'Lola Breakfast' it was called this because it had all of my favorite foods to eat in the morning. I stood up and walked downstairs with Mum.
I walked over to the kitchen to sit at the wooden rectangle shaped table with three wooden chairs. Dad was stuffing his face with brown bread, had he not eaten last night?
Mum was about to sit down, when there was a loud banging on the door. Mum sprinted to the door and look through the little eye hole...
I woke up from a loud banging sound.
"What the heck are you doing? I'm trying to sleep here!"
I shouted angrily.
When I awoke I realized I wasn't in my home. I was in a dark cell with four white brick walls and a white metal bed in a corner.
In the middle of a wall was a window, it wasn't really a window. It had steel bars that had gaps in between to let air in. And to enter inside the cell was one big metal door with a little window.
I felt tears building up in my eyes but I wiped them away.
There was a tall built man standing outside my cell door, gesturing me to follow him. What was happening?
He started to walk toward the blue door at the end of the long hallway, on the way I saw tough women and men who looked like they needed to go to the mental assylum.
"The Judge wants to tell you something"
The deep frightening voice came from the tall man.
"What does he want to tell me now?"
I replied feeling annoyed. He ignored me.
We finally reached at the blue door. The tall man pulled out a huge set of different shaped keys from his belt and fit one of them in the keyhole. It was the first time I've actually seen someone fit in the right key, did he memorize which key goes into which keyhole? As I kept on asking myself questions I went into a room I had been to several times. It was a big hall with lots of seats and a special seat at the front for the judge to sit on. There were two witness stands and an entry to the jail hallway.
"The judge will be here in a minute. Please take a seat."
The tall man stood next to a chair and pointed towards it.
I took a seat in the front row of seats. I heard footsteps coming towards me, I looked in the corner of my eye and knew it was the judge. He sat down in his chair.
"Lola Green, you have completed your three year sentence in jail for the murder of your own father. You have been given a chance to start a new life with a new family,"
The judge had no expression and tapped his judge hammer on the surface of his smooth polished brown table.
"You will be taken to a care center, and you will be there until someone happily takes you into their home as your parents."
My heart stopped for a second at his words.
It's been three years already? I looked at the tall man, he pointed towards a brown door, I had no choice but to go.
The brown door opened up to a changing room, I was so glad that I didn't have to wear this orange ugly jumpsuit anymore, but then again I was used to it.
I found my clothes hanging on a wooden hook on a plain white wall and my trainers neatly alined underneath them.
I got changed into my plain blue shirt and black jeans, the jeans seemed to have shrunk since the last time I wore them, but I had to force them on. I tied my black laces on my black and white shoes and headed out the door.
I was delighted that I had a chance to start my life anew, I wondered what my new family would be like, what my friends at my new school would be like. I asked myself so many questions that I wondered if anyone would actually adopt me if they found out what I've done.
I followed the tall man outside, it was raining a lot and I didn't have an umbrella with me, but I didn't care. My longing to feel so much breeze on my face, to hear the birds fluttering about and to hear the people having conversations with each other, was fulfilled.
The tall man opened up a door to a dark blue Mini Cuba and waited for me to go inside. I took a deep breath and sprinted to the car and went in, the car drove away from the building. I looked at the building and smiled, I'm finally free.
