Jail Prompt

 I woke up, it was cold, my right cheek against the concrete. My vision focuses, I see bars, a bed and a toilet, "what am I doing here? Am I in jail?" I say to myself, getting up slowly. I pace around my cell, it's silent, eerily quiet. The cells around me, people stood in them, staring at me, not saying a word, they looked at me as if I had the coldest eyes they had ever seen, what had I done? I sit down on the old and very rickety bed, the mattress was about as thin as my patience at this point, why am I here, what did I do, I don't remember anything. I lay there looking at the ceiling as I put my hands in the pockets of my varsity jacket, there was a hole, I felt around and felt something. I pull out what looks like a friendship bracelet, a ripped picture that looks to be slightly burnt, and a pack of matches. It starts to come back to me. I was at a party, my friends randomly asked me to come, they always left me out, but they invited me out so I went. There was a lot of drinking, I was determined to have fun so I had a couple drinks. But when we were all drinking, the truth came out, they never liked me, they pitied me, they were using me because I was "too nice" and I did whatever they wanted whenever they needed something. Something inside me snapped, I was yelling and screaming. I ripped the friendship bracelet off that we all had, it was a black leather band with a silver infinity symbol in the middle of it and all our initials engraved in the band. Then, I pulled a photo of all of us out of my phone case, ripped it up and grabbed matches from the kitchen and lit in, as I realized what I was doing I threw the pieces on the ground, the carpet caught fire, I stomped on it and picked the pieces up. I thought I stomped out the embers, but I guess I missed some, the house was catching fire rapidly, we all ran out, but on the way out, I was tripped and smacked my head on the concrete driveway and passed out. I had an interrogation, and the only question I couldn't answer during my interrogation, was if I did it on purpose.

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