Like my memories, this cup of coffee tastes bitter. They must keep this room freezing to rush me. The clock on the wall in front of me ticked like a heart beating. The police officer pushed a legal pad towards me saying to write in my own words what had happened. My hand trembled as I took the pencil and began.
My name is Makeda Parsons, I swear this to be an accurate account of my days at Crescendo Band Camp starting on May 10th, 2010.
NOTE: This is a short story for easy reading.
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Deedra Nichole has been writing poetry and fiction for many years. She started her writing career as a single mother of two daughters who loved writing stories and poems for her children. She is now remarried and has another daughter with her husband, Onas Hanekamp. Together they own Hanekamp Manor Bikes & Books which showcases their talents. Her husband does bicycle repair and their shop hosts artwork and books that Deedra has created over the years. Deedra is excited to be back behind the keyboard crafting new books for her readers.