FRAMED

I began to look for a way to escape but it wasn’t easy to escape.

Claire had everything planned so well that I never knew, she invited me into her room and I was shocked to find her husband in a pool of blood, she already stabbed her husband several times, I began to shiver and was going to run out of the room then she hit me with a flower vase, I fell to the ground and after a while opened my eyes to pain in my head , a knife in my hand.

I quickly stood up with tears dripping down my face, I was terrified, I ran out of the room, I run to my kids room and I quickly pick my babies and place four into the stroller and I place one in a baby carrier and fix her on my chest, I push my babies out of the house into the compound then I began to hear the sound of siren coming closer into the compound.

The police car stopped and Claire came out and she began to point hand at me.

“ My babies! She began to cry and rushed towards me.

“ You killed my husband! You stab me and still want to take my babies away! What have I done to you? She screamed at me while I tried to speak to defend myself but not even the police or Claire would let me speak.

Tears dripped down my face.

The police and Claire were going to take the babies away from me,. I began to struggle with the stroller and the baby carrier that was going to be taken from me while some of the police entered the house to investigate the murder scene.

I struggled with my babies but they were taken from me, I watched my babies being taken away from me tears dripped down my face, I was handcuffed and taken into the police car and I was taken away.

I wasn’t allowed to even explain anything and to top it I had no one to defend me instead my stepmom and stepsister made it harder by saying I murdered my dad and that was when I ran away from home and they have been searching for me and that was when I knew my dad died a week after I ran away from home and it was all twisted on me with got knows where both my stepmom and stepsister got a prove to testify against me.

With Claire claiming that I killed her husband, it was hard getting a lawyer, no investigation was conducted instead I was jailed for lifetime.

When the judge gave his judgement tears dripped down my face like a running tap, I could see a slight smile across my stepsister and stepmom’s lips and Claire walked up to me and whispered to me.

“ That is why you don’t have to fight a Queen like me” Claire said and walked away with her guards.

I burst into tears thinking about my kids, I was taken into the bus that took me to prison, I was taken to cell where I met with Emily who had been in prison two years before me.

We became friends and seven years after her boyfriend came to search for her and he began to fight for her release, her case was too complicated that it was glaring she won’t be release so he decided to pay one of the correctional officer and securities of the prison lots of money to help Emily escape from prison, I pleaded with her to help me beg her boyfriend that I will pay back by working for him which he agreed to

On the day of our escape I lay in my bed pretending to be asleep. Some correctional officers came around the cell door, they peeped into our cell and turned back.

That’s their routine every night anyways.

I opened my eyes once I sensed the correctional officers had left.

I jumped down from the upper bunk and went to sit beside my cell mate ( Emily) in her bed.

She sits up.

“ Are you sure about the person Miss Layla agreed to do this? I asked in whispers.

“ Maybe it’s not yet time,” she said.

“ I can’t wait to be out of here to get my kids back,” I said.

“ Even I miss my son,” She said.

“ Yours is better because at least you have someone you are going to meet. What about me that has no one? “ I said.

“ You can come with me and my boyfriend, you can stay for days or even weeks with us until you get where to stay” she whispers back.

I look into her eyes and embrace her.

“ Thanks, you are a true friend” I said.

“ You are welcome,”she replied.

About two hours later, Mrs Layla, a correctional officer, came to our cell and we both quickly stood up slowly. She opened the gate of the cell, she was trying not to make a sound of the gate being open so she wouldn't arouse suspicion of her co-workers.

After opening the gate she threw us some clothes and shoes, we quickly picked up the clothes and it was a correctional officer's uniform.

We both quickly undressed while Mrs Layla was preparing to see no one was coming.

We dress up and she turns to us.

“ Listen you girls should be smart, behave like a correctional officer, don’t show fear because if you do you both will be suspected” Miss Layla said.

“ Alright” we both chorused.

She took the key and left.

We both opened the cell gate and walked as if we were correctional officers even though my heart was beating hard against my chest.

I began to pray in my heart not to be suspected off.

We climbed down each stairs till we reached the last floor, and we walked into the compound.

The compound is so big that walking to the gate is kind of tough.

We had almost gotten to the gate when we heard one correctional officer call us from behind.

“ Mrs Theresa ! Miss Almond! The correctional officer called and we didn’t answer.

She called out again and we didn’t answer, then she rushed to catch up with us while we also increased our pace. At that point I guess she felt something was wrong, she ran after us and we took to our heels.

The securities were not at the gate because Emily’s boyfriend paid Mrs Layla and the securities all together to let us escape.