Your main character has been charged with a crime they did not commit. Fortunately, they know the real culprit, but it won't be easy to give them up...
Think about the circumstances of this crime, why your character has been implicated, and why they can't easily give the culprit.
The police officer pushed me into the integration room. I stumbled across the room and hit the table hard on my hip. I guess that's what happens when your hands and ankles are cuffed with chains connecting, and you can only shuffle along the floor.
As I held the cry of pain from coming out of my mouth, I ended up biting my lip, which put me in more pain. Seriously, how did my life have to be like this?
Seriously, what is life? Who decided my path when I was born? Or is this Karma for a previous life? I know why I have ended up here at this moment. There is no question about that. But who decided this for me and when? How? WHY!?
I know what brought me to this point of having my ass dragged out of the fire and then immediately told I was under arrest for arson. I don't blame the police for it either. I get it. They found me where the fire had started. I had a big tank of fuel accelerant beside me that could have easily blown me and everyone up around me if the fire had reached it. Then there are the matches that were found in my pocket, which I am sure once someone does some technical examination on them will see that not only my fingerprints all over it but the match that was used and lying next to me will belong to that box and will by some karmic hatred that this world has about me will also have my DNA on it. I didn't even need to go to the hospital for smoke inhalation or anything as well. Why? Because I had only been there for 2 minutes. Yet, this appears to be telling everyone I had a mask on and only just took off. And they can't find it because I did some sacred fire dance and threw it into the flames to be destroyed.
Yet, I know the truth: why I was there, why they couldn't find any evidence of my 'breathing mask', and more importantly, I know who did it. The only problem is I can't tell anyone who it is. Not the police, my family, friends. No one. If I do, I will lose the most precious thing on this planet.
My newly discovered -didn't know she existed until two days ago - twin sister.
