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A False Accusation

by Jasmine K

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A False Accusation
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My name is Aria Rosenburg, and I am a high school girl in Rosecott. I live with my alcoholic mom, because my dad has been sentenced to 80 years of prison just a few years ago. My dad used to sell drugs to high schoolers, most of them from our school. That’s exactly how he got himself behind bars. As you can tell from the circumstances I am in currently, I am not in the best point in life. My dad used to be the best dad ever, when I was a young child. My
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mother too, but since the time my dad got in jail, things began to spiral out of control, and I feel like I have too much on my plate to handle on my own. Friends come and go. No one’s got my back. Kids at school call me the loner kind of girl that you would never want to hang out with. That’s my life. Aria Rosenburg’s life. You think it’s really bad? Well, not for me. I’ve been living like this since I was in kindergarten. Without friends or families to be there for you when you need help. I’m used to it.
“Hey mom, I’m home,” I said, as I peeked in the living room to check if my mom was there. Of course, as always, my mom wasn’t there, probably at the bar drinking. Even though it wasn’t surprising that she wasn’t home, I was still disappointed that she didn’t show up when it was the day to be visiting dad. “Well, I guess I’m alone then,”

I grabbed my phone and headed towards the door. I scurried out the door, excited to meet my dad in a few months.

“Shankshaw Prison, please,” I said, as I climbed onto the cab. I watched out the window. A family holding hands, with huge smiles on their faces. I wanted to look away but my eyes kept on following them. As I glanced back at them, I thought of my father. “I wish my dad was here with us right now…” I said, as my view got unclear by the tears that were about to fall. I thought of all the memories we shared as a family, and I just couldn’t bear it. I saw my tears slowly dripping, and my sweatshirt got soaked wet.
I was stoped to see my dad. I took a glance at the prison, wondering how awful your life would be, living in one of those cells. I scurried towards the visiting hall where my dad would be waiting.

“Dad! I missed you so much! Mom couldn’t come today… but she’ll come next time!” I yelled in excitement to see dad.

“We don’t have much to talk. Just listen to me first,” Dad said, with a deep whispering voice, it kind of scared me. “Listen, you have to help me get out of all of this ok? I am an innocent man. The Rosenburgs and the Walkers have been enemies for a long time since when your great grandfather murdered great grandfather Walker. One of my workers, Joseph Jones is also here and he told me he has evidence of my innocence. And you have to help me get it and turn it in to my lawyer, so that maybe it can reduce the amount of years I have to spend in this filthy environment. This is all I can say. Now, we are running out of time. You should get going soon,”
I was stoped to see my dad. I took a glance at the prison, wondering how awful your life would be, living in one of those cells. I scurried towards the visiting hall where my dad would be waiting.

“Dad! I missed you so much! Mom couldn’t come today… but she’ll come next time!” I yelled in excitement to see dad.

“We don’t have much to talk. Just listen to me first,” Dad said, with a deep whispering voice, it kind of scared me. “Listen, you have to help me get out of all of this ok? I am an innocent man. The Rosenburgs and the Walkers have been enemies for a long time since when your great grandfather murdered great grandfather Walker. One of my workers, Joseph Jones is also here and he told me he has evidence of my innocence. And you have to help me get it and turn it in to my lawyer, so that maybe it can reduce the amount of years I have to spend in this filthy environment. This is all I can say. Now, we are running out of time. You should get going soon,”
“Uh… ok?” I said, in confusion.

“Your time is up, young lady,” the security guard said.

“Good luck Ari,” Dad said, as I exited the room with heavy feet.

I spotted a white envelope from an anonymous sender on my front porch as I approached the door, and I picked it up to see what it was. It was a sheet of paper, with a secret code on it. Instantly, I sprinted over to my room and grabbed a whole stack of Nancy Drew code breaker series. I flipped through pages for a while, until I noticed a code that matches with the one I was trying to solve.

“It says… come to the East Rosecott Beautia River at 7 in the morning. Find the entrance to the town you have to find, to receive the evidence of your father’s innocence. I guess I’ll have to skip school tomorrow, and go to bed now,”

Drrrriiinnggg drrriiiinnngg

I woke up extra early for my upcoming adventure. I headed to the garage, and hopped onto my wiggle board, started waving as hard as I can Eastwards.

The leaves crunched under my wheels, and the fall breeze blew against me. The view of the Beautia River was the best in Rosecott.

I took out the letter again. Find the abandoned boat. I glanced around but saw nothing. I’m disappointment, I headed to the garbage dump at the very corner. And there it was, resting there next to the pile of garbage.

Drrrriiinnggg drrriiiinnngg

I woke up extra early for my upcoming adventure. I headed to the garage, and hopped onto my wiggle board, started waving as hard as I can Eastwards.

The leaves crunched under my wheels, and the fall breeze blew against me. The view of the Beautia River was the best in Rosecott.

I took out the letter again. Find the abandoned boat. I glanced around but saw nothing. I’m disappointment, I headed to the garbage dump at the very corner. And there it was, resting there next to the pile of garbage.

“Man, this is heavy!” I yelled as I dragged the boat into the water. The water splashed all over me, and my sweatshirt got soaked wet. I put the boat over my head as I went waist deep in the water. At first, the water went in my nose and mouth, but after a while, I could breathe again, underwater, with the boat above my head. I went deeper and deeper until I spotted something strange at the bottom of the river. It was a tunnel looking pathway, just big enough to fit a person through. Carefully, I slid through the tunnel. It had a terrible stench inside, and I couldn’t breathe properly. I crawled out, desperate for fresh air.
In front of me, was a factory, one we never knew existed on the other side of the river. The sign read ‘Welcome to the Walker’s’, which sounded a little too familiar.

“And look who’s here,” A voice called, from the dark. “You must be Aria Rosenburg, daughter of Jacob, and the grand daughter of Caleb Rosenburg. Jones told me you would be here soon. How’s Jacob doing back in prison? It mustn’t be fun without your father at home,” He said, with a slight grin on his face.

“It’s you, right? Cohen Walker? My dad told me to find you here, so I can prove that my dad is innocent,” I whispered, carefully.

“Oh you mean this? Do you think I will give this to you? It’s a piece of evidence that would put me in jail, and get Jacob out. Do you think I will give up my life that easily by giving you this?” He said, laughing, waving the USB in front of his face, as if he wanted me to jump him and take it away from him.
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