Jail: A Fictional Narrative

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Well this could go two ways: one jail, to jail. Jail this is what it is gonna end because of me and my bleeding noise.

I peek out the window and things couldn't get anymore worse, the police were here. "Well, damn if I do ya damned if I don't, what now?" I quietly closed the door and decided to lock myself in the stall.

"Maybe I could just stay here forever, and ever." I said pulling my knees-up and crying. "How did I mange to mess up my one good chance of having the boy of dreams my future turn into a tragedy.

"WHY ME!" I said chocking up on my tears. "MY ONE CHANCE TO FIND TURE LOVE IS GONE" I hysterically cried out while banging my head on the stall door.

"Hello, is anyone in here?" I tried my best to hush down so no one can get any concern.

"Keke, I need to pee!" Keke, wait a minute
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"It's my mom, she is one of the investigators." Lilly groaned while putting her index and thumb on the bridge of her nose.

"I'll be right back, don't let Keke do anything until i get back." I nod my aching head It was still hurting so I wasn't gonna talk much. Lilly ran out to go see her Mother.

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"Mom did you call me?" I ran up out breath.

"Did you see any clue's anything out place?" I nod my head no.

"Okay, well go back and check." My mother push me back to the same bathroom.

I sighed out. "So much for caring if I was alright or not." Lilly wipes away some of her tears and went back in to see Jade spacing out and Keke spelling out a name.

"What are you spelling out Keke?" I crossed my arms together.

"A ship name between Jade and Pete, why?" Keke said using a pink lipstick and threw the name out.

Lilly made a face and uncrossed her arms and walked towards the makeup set. "Okay so first the outfit then makeup." Keke slap her hand away.

"I already got the outfit you do the makeup." Lilly rub her hands glared at Lilly.

"Don't slap my hands ever again." Lilly