Brandon D.
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Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image. "Brandon Dickinson. Let's go" The guard hit the cell making me wake up.
"huh?" I said confused as hell. I got up still in a daze from being woken up.
He grabbed me by the arm and handcuffed me.
We walked out towards the processing area and he sat me down.
"Wait here" He demanded.
I sat there looking around at all the niggas being processed in and shook my head.
"fucking dirty cops" I said to myself.
After waiting for about 30 min they came and got me. We walked to a small room where they had my clothes in a clear plastic bag.
"Get dressed" The same cop ordered. "come out when you done" He said slamming the door.
I started getting dressed slowly. I was lowkey happy Herb bailed me out.
After lacing my sneakers up i walked out and followed the cop to a table.
"By signing here you saying you've been notified about your court appearance" he pointed to a sheet of paper.
I sighed it and sat back in the chair. The cop looked at the paper and then at me. He then left without saying anything.
Gianna H.
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Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image. I looked at the time on my phone, 12:59am.
I sighed. I've been at this jail for almost 3 hours and I have yet to hear anything.
I looked at the lady sitting behind the desk on her phone. I debated on getting up and asking her if he was ever gonna come out.
I finally got up and walked up to the desk.
"Ma'am" i said, in a nice tone.
"Yes" she looked up at me.
"I've been sitting here for almost 3 hours. How much longer is it gonna take for him to come out?"

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