-Prologue-

This is so messed up. I thought kids got detention for stuff like this, not sent to juvi labor-camps. It's not like I killed someone! I thought I'd at least get some kind of sympathy. Those idiot cops didn't get the whole story. They only asked the guy's friends what happened. Did they ask my friends? No. Did the teachers see anything? No. They can't prove I started it because I didn't. But I won, so that makes me look guilty; like I was picking on some defenseless idiot. It was self-defense. I'm being sent to juvi for protecting myself...

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This is what I get for listening to those screw-ups. It was just a game. A harmless game of truth-or-dare. They dared me, so I did it. I've seen people do it, so it was no big deal; I went along with it, and it was great. I don't think I've laughed that hard in years. But then it turns out it wasn't just a stupid game. But, I didn't know. Doesn't that count for anything? They set me up! They framed me! I didn't know what was going on! I know it was a stupid thing to do in the first place, but it was just a dare!

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This can't be happening to me!