Interrogations

• by Angelie
• 2009-06-03 03:06:14
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I waited outside until my name was called. I was thrown into a dimly lit room and sat there stone faced, lost, and confused. After looking around the room, I tried to see through the window but only saw my reflection. I thought, "what is this, some kind of trick?"
The man wrapped a cord half way around my neck and forced me to talk. I tried to keep quiet but the facts just kept coming- out of no where it seemed.
He didn’t even offer me any coffee or a smoke. I said, "what kind of joint is this place anyways?"
He gazed up from his laptop, smiled, and asked, "this must be your first interrogation?"