Personal Narrative: Desert Hot Springs, California

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Every morning was like a repeat of the last, when you live in a small town with nowhere to go. Desert Hot springs, California, is just that small town with nowhere to go and not much to do. I just turned 18 in my senior year of high school and everything flipped so rapidly. “Kayla Shupe…” my mind was racing as the judge called me up to the stand. Several cases before me proceeded to show the lack of mercy from our assigned judge. My case, however, may differ just a bit. I was accused of a murder just a few days prior. Thinking back to the day of January 12, 2017. My television was on in the living room and I stood at the stove in the kitchen. Suddenly in that of this slow paced day, there was a knock on the door.

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