..."Those are the facts your Honor."
"Mhmm.."
"Stand Up!"
"How do you plea?"
"Guilty Sir"
"Do you have anything to say for yourself?"
"No, your Honor"
"That's fine with me."
"The Crown's requesting you are to serve 180 days. Seeing as the Crown has already agreed to this as part of A joined submission, In exchange for your plea, I am going to allow your sentence to be served in the community. Although I would not be favour of such lenience."
I was relieved to be out of the courtroom, but still very anxious.
I could not head home. Not untill my paperwork ready. They would need me to sign them, stating that I understood the conditions of my sentence. They then would hand me a duplicate copy of the order.
I returned to my apartment complex. I was now imprisoned within my home. Anxiety was high over the next few days. I had to to be out of the apartment before September First, and had with me only the essentials. Everything of mine was already waiting at the cabin. I was very anxious, very excited.
The summer went by slow that year. I wasn't quite flush with cash, but I managed to get by, get high, and got to see most of my friends atleast a few times.
The summer Blockbusters were "killing it" in theaters. The new IronMan had just finished playing in theaters, Spider Man far from home was about bring the storyline to another dimension, and Quentin Tarantino's new movie: ' Once Upon A Time in Hollywood ' was expected to a cinematic masterpiece. Everyone had much to live for. There were so many things happening, and even more to look forward to.