me that everything was going to be fine. My mother and my two sisters ran towards us and ask what was going on my dad gave her the note and once she read it she burst into tears and hugged my sisters.
             Days after I was called in for questions, I had no choice but to go. I was in a musky airtight room at the local police station.
             "What's your name you Jude"? The officer would asked
             "Who's the whore who gave birth to you"?
             "My mother is not a whore"! I would answer
             An officer behind me would take his stiff stick and snap it on my back. You had a second chance to answer and if you didn't then they would take you to this little room they had and with that stiff stick beat you until you decided to answer the question.
             "Again who's the whore who gave birth to you"?
             And with all the anger I would answer the question. Then they asked,
             "Who was the pimp who rape the whore?"
             That got me ever more mad but I had no choice but to answer. Then after I was questioned they locked m
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