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The 3 Most Wanted

My name is Meg. I am 23 locked up in a county jail for women in California for the rest of my life. Every day is a blur to me but yet so clear to re-live in my head everyday as to why I’m here. I can still hear the screaming for help. I can hear the click of the gun and smell the smoke debris from the gun and it’s fresh. Last summer was supposed to be the summer of all summers. My best friend Mya came all the way from Atlanta. I haven’t seen her for years prior to last summer. That was my right hand man. But time can deceive the people you thought were someone else. To me she still was.. even after what happened. It’s 3 of us. Me, Mya, and Trish. Trish is short for Trisha. Trisha was always the one girl who looked at life as a party every single day. But as for Trisha she disappeared after high school. Maybe changed her life and wanted to not know us anymore. I can’t help but laugh thinking about the time I first tried Hennessy. The face I made when I coughed from the disgusting taste. The smiles that spread across Trish and mya’s face in awe that I finally tried something they thought I was too innocent to try. Yea. I can’t believe I’m here. I had straight A’s and a job at my college. What happened? Let’s go back to June 28th, 2020.