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It was Sunday morning at English class, when the principal entered the class room and asked me to come with her to the office. She told me that I was chosen to present my country abroad.
The next day I received my plane ticket I looked at it. It was headed to Munich Germany. (A plane ticket cannot be headed to a destination). I was extremely anxious. I did not know what to say nor do. Week later, on the way to the airport I could hear my heart beats. I checked in I did all the travel proceedings. After that, the gate opened. The flight attendant took me to my seat. I looked around, I saw people my age. Therefore, I asked the guy across where are the young people going to? He said that the Ministry of Education chose one student from every school to present our country in Munich. I felt very relieved and the pressure was gone. I thought I was the only one going there.
After seven hours, we arrived at Munich Airport. Then, we checked in an ordinary hotel. When I got to my room, I met my roommate she was nice. We interduced ourselves. After that, we changed our clothes, then we went out to stroll around the area. The town was magnificent and full of life. A while later, my roommate had to return to the hotel, she said she was tired and she want to sleep.
I walked her to the hotel. I stayed at the lobby and ordered some tea. After I had finished my tea, I went up to the room. The police broke the door, hand cuffed me, and told me my rights. They took me into custody. All I know that they found a body in the room and I was the only one there.
Investigations started immediately, the detectives started questioning me, and all my answers to their questions were " I dont know". I asked for a lawyer then the trial began. It was the longest five months of my life, the trial was going no where. It always led them to dead end. All the stress and the pressure made me feel self destructed, emotionally broken, tired, and even thinking about suicide. I felt all alone in this world.
My lawyer was sure that I was innocent, but there was no enough evidence to prove that. The jury had made their verdict. I was proven guilty and sentence me to twenty five years in jail.
Three weeks later, they let me out and told me that they found the murderer who looked like exactly like me.
The horror was over, they gave me money, rented a car to take me to the airport, and private jet to take me home. The pilot asked me about the incident and I said," It was only then that I realized they had mistaken me for someone else".
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