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    Wrongfully Convicted

    By Nya Cook-Tillett

    You slowly open your eyes as you feel firm fingers roughly poke your right shoulder. You hear
    someone talking to you in a raised voice but it sounds muffled. You finally get your vision cleared when
    you realize that you’re in the back of a police cruiser. You try to move your arms but they’re cuffed
    behind your back.
    You can finally hear who’s talking to you and it’s a police officer. You look up at the officer and
    he doesn’t look happy. He’s asking you to get out of the cruiser. You turn your body to get out of the car,
    the officer grabbing your head so it doesn’t hit the doorframe. You stumble a little bit as your feet land on
    the concrete floor of the garage. The officer grabs your right arm and leads you into the station until you
    reach a room with holding cells, the set up for mugshots and a fingerprint machine.
    You feel the cuffs loosen and suddenly your hands are released. You immediately go to rub your
    wrists as the cuffs were a little more than tight. The officer instructs you to do your fingerprints and then
    your mugshot. You are then walked over to a holding cell that contains five other people. You’re
    instructed that you will be grabbed for questioning in about ten to fifteen minutes. You give a slight nod
    and then stand in the corner of the holding cell, keeping to yourself. You’re given a few looks but no one
    makes any attempts to talk to you.
    How did you get here? You ask yourself. Why can’t you remember anything? You start pacing the
    cell, mind racing on what the hell you could have done to have you end up in a holding cell. Let alone
    what police station you’re in. You could be in a different state. Hell, even a different country. You take a
    good look at your body, looking for any indication on what might’ve happened. You suddenly notice a
    sleeve tattoo going down the entirety of your left arm. How did you not notice that before? You study it
    and notice a theme: Egyptian mythology. The biggest piece of the sleeve was Anubis, the Egyptian god of
    the underworld. Everything else is just hieroglyphics, pyramids and the Sphinx. You’re not even
    Egyptian. Nobody in your family was…or so you think. Your family would’ve told you wouldn’t they
    have?
    As your mind races with endless questions, the cell door opens up and a detective introduces
    himself and asks you to come with him. You nod and step out of the cell, immediately being put back into
    handcuffs. You wince as they tighten around your wrists. You are then led to an interrogation room where
    a cuff is taken off your wrist and cuffed to the table. The detective says nothing as he spreads out pictures
    of crime scenes containing dead bodies, murder weapons, drugs and a bunch of other illegal items. He
    then asks you one silos question: Did you do it?

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