shelves, I doubt he even reads all the books in each shelf, then just beside his office table he has a bird cage, with a currently sleeping bird in it. His small sitting quarters

head, then shifts the file that is placed o

ext week. And I would want him to pick up a case as critical as yours" he crosses

s s

e detained, due to how baseless this case is you can roam freely. But you've been accused by one of the high ups. And be

I catch him lookin

o repeat what happened down the hall today" he gets up from the comfortable sofa and st

t you, I will have no other choice but to sentence you" the way he talks on evidence, i

y mind and head. I could feel someone's eyes at my back just as I get closer to the classroom. History 124, one of my worst subjects, it's like the talk bullies me, and it's like as they keep painting the blacks, black, all eyes turn toward me. "I got to skip this" I mutter and w

d sweat drop down the middle of my breasts. The heat in the small space, becomes hotter, when I decide to bend a little lower, and with all seriousness, I describe my feelings, mixing my sadness with the reason behind it, and in the process, anger pours out. The injustice, how unlucky I am, why I had to be put in a case, for something I am not even aware of, my hand is shaking out of anger and as I decide to stand the paint on my brush decides to splatter across my painting. I stop because looking at the image before me I feel u

o full, although sometimes it can be hard to tame especially when it's not conditioned properly. My hands begin searching the depths o

now" my mom says as she let my head stay

u talking ab

m for you then… But now I see the way you spend time

ks again. I get up noticing tears in the corner of her eyes.

t people hate about my beautiful color" I put on a smile,

wipes the tears that threa

he president's son on

I question. She pushes my head

"I mean; I have been req

d then smile

n't be in there" she says like