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I sit in anticipation As the clock tics; it feels like forever The room is filled with such pain, The air is cold-I can feel the fear and anxiety of everyone around me. I wait for an answer- I reminisce It happened so quickly- “Why?” A tear falls gently down my cheek “Stop!” I tell myself. “Be strong, you all she’s got” I’m only sixteen, they will give me justice I will plea that I messed up had one to many drinks, and swerved of the road. My alibi won’t matter; Guilty of Manslaughter, they’ll name me. “I wouldn’t do it on purpose; she was the only girl I loved.” Finally here he comes, with those three treacherous words-“I’m so sorry.” “No,” I shout My heated shatters into a million pieces “God I’m so scared, tell me what to do!” To late now, here they come for me Just like I said-Guilty as charged Manslaughter to my one true love No other words….. By: Cristina Paynter