chapter 9

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Was this my fate, to just die in here? Why was I paying for my mother's crime?

There was nothing anyone could do now, this was on me. I had to do this on my own. I had to find my mother and prove her guilty.

That night I laid in bed, staring up at the ceiling thinking of a plan that would help me get out of here. I wasn't even sure if I had a chance, with guards always on the watch and gates that might be impossible to walk out of. But there had to be way to get around them?

What about that room with all the uniforms? But if I got caught I would probably be beat to death and this time I wouldn't live to see the next day. But I had to come up with something. My mother was not going to get away with this. And I was the only one who could find her.

I was my own life planner now, I protected my self and I was going to do something because I knew that I couldn't sit here thinking that I never tried.

I remember Jesse always told me.

"You can do anything, if you put your mind to it"

My plan would start tomorrow.

As the night went on, I kept wishing that the roof would cave in and crush me to death, but of course it never did and that disappointed me.

I closed my eyes and Jesse appeared in my dream again.

The room was white there wasn't an object in sight.

Jesse walked up to me wearing a bleach white tee-shirt and a matching pair of pants. It was almost blinding how much white he wore, and the white area did not help.

"Jaydee, your plan is absolutely insane! Running away from prison is the stupid idea ever"

I didn't know what to say to him. So I just stared at him. There was so much Whiteness it blinded me.

"How do you know all this?"

Jesse smiled. "I know this because I am your protector. My mission is to protect you, no matter what"

"Are you a angel?"

Jesse smiled. "You can't do this. Running away from prison is wrong"

"Jesse, if I don't find her, who will?"

Everything started to grow brighter, and Jesse started to fade. I closed my eyes and screamed.

I opened my eyes and looked around.
I got out bed and tired my shoes, taking a deep breath, I was not ready to start the day.

Hailey was sitting on a chair, when I opened the door. I smiled at her as a male guard walked in.

"You girls! Clean every wall you see!" He shouted.

We nodded.

Should I tell Hailey my plan? But what if she told someone and the guards found out. I would be dead. Maybe she could help though.

I would take the risk.

I pressed my cloth to the wall and wiped the running water before it could hit the floor.

Hailey and I were alone, with not a guard or prisoner in sight.

"Would you be mad at me if I lied to you?" I asked her.

Hailey dipped her cloth into the bucket.

"No, why do you ask?"

"Well because I lied to you and I want to come clean and tell you the truth"

Hailey nodded. "Well I'm sure there was a reason why you lied. There always is. So go ahead tell me"

I took a deep breath and dipped my cloth into the dirty water.

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