I was in there because I had done something wrong.
But I didn’t think so.
They thought I had done something I shouldn’t.
But I knew different.
I knew I hadn’t done it.
I knew I was innocent.
And I knew I was leaving someday.
But they didn’t want me to.
They wanted me in there.
They wanted to forget about me.
But I wasn’t going to let them.
I wasn’t going to let them win.
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Categories: flash fiction