harumi's pov
i have no clue how long ive been locked in here.
maybe it's been just days? or weeks? but i guess it doesn't matter cause i've definitely got a life sentence, although no one's told me to confirm that yet. i don't think it's worth getting my hopes up.
besides, as weird as this might seem, prison isn't that bad.
believe me, it's not fun, but compared to the last few months of my life, my imprisonment has become somewhat a vacation.
the one annoying thing is i just keep thinking about the day that i fell off that building. i get nightmares a lot. and i have my stupid broken arm to remind me of that day.
i mean, all my life i've had one purpose, one job, and... then i was going to die, and...
i don't know. i don't wanna think about it.
this is why it's a good thing im in prison.
this whole thing is so confusing. im such a mess.
i'm so angry at it all.
"harumi! you got a message!"
that's new.
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a second chance
Fanfictionive been rewatching ninjago recently and thought it could be fun to write something where harumi survived the building collapse on her own, and then redeemed herself. so this is that. also i don't remember everything about ninjago so it might be a b...
