3 Hours

Chapter 1

"The day the government lies is the day our freedom dies." My mother hums a lullaby to me.

I'm five years old, sitting in her lap in the cell I was born in. It would be another two years before I would see the outside, and I still had so much to learn. I know better now, that my mother is delusional, a complete and total lunatic. I know now that I'm better than she was, that I'm achieving something better than she is and that I'm succeeding.