They had a very bad night

Vanessa's eyes were puffy and red. She'd been bawling like a baby ever since that police man had arrested her.

She and her mother, Michelle, had been walking down the road, angrily bickering about who was to blame for what had befallen them.

The argument had gotten so heated, that neither woman had noticed the flashing lights until the cop was just a few feet from them.

Vanessa had been closer, which meant she was the one the officer tackled when she and Michelle decided to run.

Vanessa didn't know where her mom was now, but it certainly had to be better than this.

Now, here she was, sitting naked, dirty, and sniffling uncontrollably. All she has was an itchy blanket around bruised body, her butt sitting on the cold metal of the jail cell bench.

"I wanna go home!" Vanessa whined, much to the irritation of her cell mates.

There were two of them, and while Vanessa didn't recognize either them, they certainly knew her...