My court story

So bone chilling the quietness of the room hope in the air. On Thursday 17Th and Friday 18Th I was in court for all the things the police took from my father. I was so excited to go to court hoping we would get our things back, but I also knew that we may not. For two days I sat in court reading in the back row. I could hear the voices of the lawyers talking. Then it finished. They said to come back tomorrow. Then the next day they changed the date. The court case will be February 1st. Then I thought I could be at school having fun. But I still have hope that we are going to win the court case.