The Station Is Mine

We reached the police station, and I was greeted by many faces, both young and old, in awe of how and what a young woman had done, and I was put behind bars without consideration.

It was the first time in my life getting cuffed. And If someone told me that one day I would spend a whole night in a police cell, I would say it will never happen, but look at me, see where it all brought me to.

And so, I slept in the cell. Getting busted on my very first day of robbery. I was a mess. I didn't even reap the fruits of my labour; I didn't have the purse on me, and it was all in vain.

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I couldn't sleep, not when it felt like my soul was already burning in hell, not when it felt like I had really lost my way in life.

The next morning, something that I would never have thought would be possible happened. As the station opened fully for the day, in the morning, and night workers going home, my cell was opened, and one thin looking and tall corporal entered the cell wi