I snapped out of my memory and noticed that we were at the jail. The officer opened the door and took me by my arm then dragged me out of the car. Then walked me up to the doorway. I looked inside to see prisoners walking in a line. I began to sweat. I felt like I was going to die right there. I was being brought to jail for something I didn't even do. I was brought to a room where I could look out into the hall from the gray steel bars. When I got up and stood on the floor the floor felt as cold as an icebox in the summertime. I heard the keys jingle as an officer made his way down the hall. I sat back in my bed and sat up against the wall and looked out into the hallway to see him standing there, looking at me.
"Miss. Clark, I think you may have a visitor,``said the Tall officer.
I looked at him in confusion; I wasn't interested in speaking to such a person. The person that walked next to the officer was surely a Lawyer. His name was Tom Milton. He knew my father growing up while my father had charges against him.
"Cathrine Clark, I never would have thought such a girl would get herself in here."" Tom said.
I looked at him with a slight smile while the Officer opened the door and slid a chair in for him.
"Cathrine, I understand that you may be upset about the situation but I need you to work with me."" Tom said while he sat down in the chair in front of me.
I looked at him with no answer in sight. I wasn't going to talk to Tom nor consider.
"Miss. Clark.. Do you have any family that could maybe help you?" Said Tom nervously.
I gave no answer, once again.
"Well Miss. Clark, I need you to start speaking with me or else we won't get you out of this case." Said Tom in a stern tone.
I looked at him with a stern look and said nothing once again.
"I didn't do it." I said sternly
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