"Officer... Tell me the reason at least," I asked. A thought of confusion and fear rose within me. Getting arrested in the ongoing class was not less than humiliation. If I am really sent to jail, who will turn to help me? I already had ghost thoughts about jail as mom always scared me about going to jail if I didn't listen to her. I had nightmares too in my childhood.
"Your mom has filed a complaint, accusing you of stealing her necklace," one of the cops replied with a firm tone. My heart skipped a beat. How could this happen? I hadn't taken anything from her room, I did not even enter it. Expensive necklace, if I really had it, would I run away from this place?
My legs were not ready to move, my knees froze at one place. "No, officer, I didn't steal her necklace. She's lying," I plead
