I wake up to police officers surrounding me. "What-" I start to say, but they shush me.
      "Put this on." They say putting an outfit on my bed. They then in tie my straps and I sit up. I'm about to ask for some privacy but I know the answer would be no. I'm considered a criminal one. One that needs to be watched every second of everyday and one that no one believes ever.
     I quickly change out of the white gown I'm in and into black jeans with no pockets and a plain t-shirt that just buttons up. Once I'm changed they tell me to put my hands behind my back and so I do. They put hand cuffs on my wrists and than start escorting me out to a police car.
     I get in the back where all the criminals sit all alone. What did I ever do to deserve this. God if you're really real you'd help me out of this. I say quietly. I've never believed in god but like if he was real why would he punish me like this?
     As we arrive at the court I see the outside surrounded by people and reporters all trying to get a look at me. As the police open the door and I step out I hear a report to my right talking on live tv.
     "Welcome back everyone! Today we're waiting for the sentence of this girl. Bianca Rose. Who murdered her family, her best friend, Harper Island who was recently hit by a car and her best friend's family. You can see behind me her walking into court awaiting her own sentence!" The reporter lady says before turning the camera off of her and it zooming in on me.
     I try to keep my head down not look in at the reporters. Tuning them out. We finally reach the big wooden doors and I'm escorted inside to the prisoner box. Inside there's a chair and nothing more. I walk inside and I sit as they lock the door. I don't deserve this is all I can think about.
     I watch as the judge comes in and we all stand and then sit and then people start talking and talking and soon enough I stop listening. Until about an hour or so later when the judge comes back into the room with my sentence.
     "After consideration I sentence Bianca Rose to 20 years in the Always Helping Mental Hospital for the insane," he says before turning back and disappearing. As soon as he says that I start crying. How could this happen to me. I can't go back to that place. I just can't. I'll go insane!
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Ooooooo! One more chapter to go! Last chapter will be up either today or tomorrow! Please point out any mistakes. Thanks for reading this far! -Jordan