Don't Wait For The Sun To Rise
"What have I gotten myself into?" I mumbled, pushing past the guards that stood in front of me, stony faced. The brick walls were built so close to one another that I wondered what the use of building a room was. Thankfully, the guard led me into a different room split in half with a glass wall and seats placed on both sides. I sat down patiently, waiting for Father to come. The scandal had aged badly, with new lawsuits being filed against him every single day. In the end the police had no choice but to arrest him, and as I sat waiting for him, I wondered if he regretted the things he did. Now he must after being punished for it. Another broken family sat on the furthest right of the room, speaking to their prisoner mother. The small children cried looking at her, while the husband shif
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