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STORY STARTER
You have been accused of a crime you did not commit. After a strong case against you, it is your last chance to speak to the jury and convince them that you are, in fact, innocent.
Think about the kind of emotive language that might sway people's opinion.
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You wouldn’t believe me if I told you,that is in fact why we are all here, I didn’t want to tell you because of how vulnerable the truth makes me.
I am in fact far from what I have been accused of and at least mentally,these accusations have already put me in a type of prison.
You have all been presented with scenarios today,possible “evidence” to prove my worth and my “guilt” but I tell you,t...
I was walking home when a cop put handcuffs on me and knocked me out next thing i knew i woke up in a cell and i knew i was locked up well well well look what we have here a cop said L?! I said with a stun voice he is the most greatest detective in New York and told me that i am Keira the killer who can kill people without being there I tried to tell him that he has it all right that’s when he sai...
September 20, 2073
International Transportation Safety Board Hearing
New Portland, MT
Taylor Frost: next we will hear from AI Flight System MB 547 known as (Frost scrolls through his tablet) Margaret Floy.
A pale gray figure in a becoming navy skirt, jacket, and sensible heels, walked towards the interview desk. With silky movements, the oddly beautiful android sat down and surveyed the panel. T...
“Please remember first, ladies and gentlemen of the jury, the constitution of our dear country. Why was it written but to establish a home and government that allowed freedom? Freedom of speech, so that none would fear to speak up for their rights or explain their beliefs. Freedom of employment, so that anyone might earn wealth and move up in the world. Freedom of religion, so that people from all...
One night at a bar, I took a drink from a glass
Realized it was alcohol, and became an ass
Blacked out and fell, and tripped on my feet
Stumbling and crying, alone in the dark street
Then I found myself, with a knife by my side
Wiped off the silver, the blood I thought dried
The bright blue lights came, and drove me away
Making sure I didn’t see the light, of the next day
The judge did yell, and t...
It’s hard to know where I am. I am — in fact — here, and I am — in fact — gone. Their eyes are open and shut. This room is full but there is air above me, more air than I could ever need to fill my lungs. Venting in from the outside, the outside. Enough air for my lungs to breathe, enough air for my entire life. But I am not outside. I am here. And I am chained. And there is a key in an evidence b...
When it came your time to speak. You felt the words you’d studiously prepared in your mind fade away.
As if your life wasn’t on the in that very moment, you felt… ease. Or some form of it. Perhaps it was just a lack of caring anymore. Everyone seemed to have made up their minds. Once people chose I side, they rarely ever changed it. You knew that. But… That small, stubborn part of you still wante...
The clanging of the grey shiny cuffs on my wrist. The pain from them digging in from being to tight. The bright orange pants stare back at my face mocking me.
“Daniel.” The soft voice of the judge rings out in my head bringing me back to my senses. Moving my head up I look at the judges eyes, my breathing becoming short and shallow. The sweat on my hands getting a bit more sweaty.
Swallowing t...
“Your honour, I plea innocent.” I insist, with folded hands and a straightened posture. I’m certain I can sway this jury, before the judge beats the stand. It doesn’t help that every time I glance down to my palms, they appear red-stained, I have yet to know why. The jury can’t see my blood stained hands, can they? Is that why my case is so helpless?
I didn’t kill anyone, I didn’t. I wouldn’t har...
“Your honor, I’d like to say something to the jury before closing remarks, if you would allow” I asked. The judge didn’t seem to impressed with me at this point in time, but if I didn’t say something they would sentence me to life.
Judge Hanson granted my request with a hand motion. He thinks I’m guilty, won’t even look at me.
I stand up in front of the jury and I plead for my innocence.
“La...
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STORY STARTER
Write a story that is very dark or gloomy but takes place in an otherwise happy setting.
The setting can be anywhere from a colorful kitchen to a field of daisies in the middle of the day, but have the events be dark or mysterious.