The mental asylum

Date:May 19th

I was in the court room for my case. The entire case has been one sided and there wasn't really any evidence saying I didn't do it besides me saying I didn't but that doesn't count for much. The judge was getting ready to give the verdict when I got the feeling once more but I ignored it since it wasn't that strong this time. I got ready for my and preparing for the worse. "I think we can call the case over my verdict is Guilty and Steve will be sentenced for five years in the mental hospital dismissed" The Judge said then people started to leave.

"Five years in a mental hospital why not jail" I said quietly. I got up and the guards escorted me to a bus but they were then stopped by my defense attorney.

"Stop let me tell him something real quick" he said.

"Fine but make it quick we don't got all day" A officer ordered as they waited.

"Listen Steve I know you got a guilty verdict and I am sorry but a mental hospital shouldn't be as bad as a prison so you should count yourself lucky" he said.

"Lucky!? I am going somewhere where only insane or crazy people go do you think that sounds like I am lucky to you" I responded.

"I know that but your going to have to stay strong and get through it for it might not even that long.

"Yea your right" I said but on the inside I knew it was going to be a very slow five years.

"Ok good luck" he said before he walked away.

"Ok let's move it" one of the officers said as he grabs my hoof and pulled me in. The bus was empty besides me, the bus driver, and the two guards. I found a good seat then laid down on it and looked out the window. I saw all the ponies leaving the court house. I put my head down can't believing what was happening. A week ago I had a girl friend, a nice home, and good money but now I was on my way to a mental hospital. I closed my eyes a fell asleep.