100 Word Challenge Week #7

Breathe in, breathe out. I tried calming myself down. I tried telling myself that everything would work itself out. It’s fine that I’m being framed for a crime I didn’t commit, totally fine. A guard pushed me into a dark cell. I was trying not to cry. The guard threw the door closed. As the door slammed, I knew I was ruined. All because of my unlucky timing. Just because I exited school exactly 12 seconds before it blew up, doesn’t mean blew it up. I may never able to ever prove my innocence, but I can prove my insanity.

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