“So.” The policeman paced around the interrogation room. “So, where were you the night of November 13?” I cleared my throat, “Um, I was out with my friends at their house. Just that. Ain’t nothin’ else.” “Hmmm.” What the heck is this all about??? I asked myself. It probably ain’t nothin’ good….. “You are under arrest for 24 hours for being somewhere out when you probably were MURDERING someone? Sound familiar???” He growled. “Umm, Noooo…” Sweat dripped from my nose. He stopped pacing and stared right at me. “Your PARENTS will hear about this.” By the way he said the word, I could tell he would not let me say MY side of this. And I never did.
