Grasping Freedom

My nerves were starting to resurface again as I stared at the twelve people who would seal my fate. The woman on the last row on the left corner stood up. She cleared her throat and looked me straight in the eye. It was easy to tell that there was disgust on the woman's face.

"What has the Jury decided?" The Judge asked. He was sitting behind the bench. His gaze flickering between the jury and me. He had a hard face. His eyes were a dark brown with flecks of a lighter brown. His hair was a dirty blond colour with gray hair on the sides. He had a crooked nose like he had broken it in the past He waited patiently as the woman had one last talk with the rest of the Jury. I looked back behind me. My mother was crying and my father holding her. My brothers face was set in a grimace with a bit of anger and sadness. My twin brother and I were always close so I was able to read him fairly easily. He turned to me and shot me a weak smile. I returned it with my own sad smile. My younger brother and sister weren't here and I was glad for that. I didn't what them to see me like this. I turned to face my lawyer. He was a good looking man with crystal blue eyes and raven black hair. He had a straight nose that suited him well and a strong jaw line. He was also wearing a suit of course. He looked at me sympathetically and turned back to the Jury. He was thinking the same as me, which isn't very good for me.
This is only apart of the Prologue so if you like it please read it ^_^