Mother...How I knew you

The courtroom filled with people rushing in to see that justice be done that day. It was late afternoon, and I was surprised to see interest left in everyone that walked in, including me. The brown walls seemed to darken as the people that I knew began to take their seats. The lawyer's robe seemed to blend in with the dark brown walls. The room was welcoming these people to watch the judgement. Among them …

…As I sat there still in disbelief, I watched as even my own family rejected me. How could my brother, an average young male, be the center of my parents attention? How could my father, so stubborn against today's society deserve to have such a wonderful wife and take advantage of that. How could my mother leave us without revealing her true feelings? How could I still be sitting here today, being accused of murder?