~chpt. 11~
Elizabeth took a deep breath with a puzzled look upon her face. Or as she calls it, her thinking face. She always made this face of thought whenever she finished telling a story, but only stories of deep meaning.
Angelina on the other hand looked stunned and surprised. She was probably getting the after burn realization. Angelina always was eager for any big event, but she wasn't expecting that nightmare.
"B-But.. We couldn't have killed him could we?" Angelina finally stuttered.
"We did", I whispered, "I'm sure of it"
We all stood in awkward silence in the emptiness of our cell.
"well" Elizabeth sighed, "lets get some sleep, we got a big day tomorrow."
"what do you mean?" I questioned.
"didn't you hear?" Elizabeth said softer, "our trial and execution is tomorrow!"
"what?" I screamed
"that's right", Angelina said sounding dreary.
"But we cant die tomorrow!" , I yelled " were only 15 for heavens sake!"
"oh calm down", Elizabeth said, " were not actually getting executed!"
Ok, I thought Elizabeth either lost her marbles or this is just a dream.
She immediately saw my confusion and started to explain…
Shout out to beware the turtle and bears are beast!