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The Fingerprints Lied

I had a great family and a great life. My parents and three older brothers all got along well with me, the only girl. I was seventeen and had just started driving when things started going downhill. So far as I could tell, my family was virtually ignoring me. I'd wake up in the morning, smile at them, and even fix them breakfast sometimes, but all I got in return were glances. One day, I got overwhelmed at completely confused. I had to get away, let it all out. My family never yelled at each other, and even though I really wanted to, I didn't. I stayed out forty-five minutes past my curfew. You see, I had been telling my friends what had been happening lately, with my family and all. Well, I get home and there are police cars everywhere, lights flashing. I thought maybe there had been a robbery, fire, or did my parents overreact and think I went missing? Police and reporters were in the front yard and I really didn't feel like bothering with them, so I snuck through the back gate. I had an extra key. I go to the living room and find my brothers and parents standing in there talking to the police. "What's going on?" I asked. My family turned and stared. An officer turned to me and said, "You're under arrest!" Well, I was shocked. Since when do they arrest kids for staying out less than an hour past curfew? Then they accused me of burglarizing several jewelry stores in the area. That's crazy, and completely not true, of course, but they believed it. How could they arrest me, a normal teenager? I'm still in jail after two years. The reason they put me in there? My fingerprints were found in all the burglaries. My parents were to call the police if I skipped town and that's what they did when I missed curfew. I don't know how, but somebody, don't know who, but somebody changed their fingerprints to mine. That's an expensive operation, but no one can get me out of this mess. But I promise, I didn't do it!

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