Chapter 7

Character: Narrator

Narrator’s POV

How her footprints, fingerprints, and facial ID were captured and put in the evidence left her shocked.

She thought she was in a movie. But the sound of the cell doors closing behind her gave her a reality check. She was locked up for something she didn’t know even happened.

She didn’t even know who the so-called person that was killed was. She didn’t see a body. Come to think of it, she didn’t see anything that day. The Sunday pulled her in. That was it.

The next thing she knew, she was being pushed into a police van, and she was standing in court to plead her case on murder.

She sighed as she changed positions.

This was just a bad dream. A really horrible and unbelievably realistic bad dream. Any moment from now, she would wake up.

Yes, a bad dream. Maybe if she closed her eyes, she would wake up and find herself asleep in front of her laptop, an assignment forgotten due to her sleep.

Then she