I have always prided myself on being an upstanding citizen, a law-abiding member of society. But what happens when the law turns against you when you are accused of a crime you did not commit? That is the situation my daughter found herself in, and it is a nightmare that haunts me to this day.220Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZsIqnp6yHu
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It all began when my daughter, the apple of my eye, was wrongly accused of kidnapping her own child. She had no custody of the child because she is accused of child abuse, a victim of circumstance that the wealthy dad accused her of even though she denies this. But that did not matter to the authorities, who were convinced of her guilt from the very beginning because she is a mentally ill person.220Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk0or6o86nq
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The accusations came like a bolt from the blue, shattering our family's idyllic existence. We had always been a close-knit unit, relying on each other for support through thick and thin. But now, we were forced to confront an enemy we did not even know existed - the justice system.220Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡweQuEWa3jK
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I remember the day my daughter was taken into custody as if it were yesterday. The police officers arrived at our doorstep, their stern expressions setting off alarm bells in my mind. They told us that our daughter had been accused of kidnapping her own.220Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq5n2k637C3
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My heart sank as I watched my daughter being led away in handcuffs, tears streaming down her face. She kept insisting that she was innocent, that she had never ever abused her children or anything in her life even her ex husband. But the officers were unmoved, their minds already made up about her guilt.220Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhAplvHGcA0
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The days that followed were a blur of legal procedures and paperwork. We hired the best lawyer we could afford, but it seemed like an uphill battle from the start. The evidence against my daughter was flimsy at best.220Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrgD83zOwCk
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But despite all this, the prosecution was relentless in its pursuit of my daughter. They painted her as a hardened criminal, a danger to society and her children. They presented her as a scheming thief who had deliberately set out to rob the store in question.220Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3JPM1hv4ZD
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As a father, it was excruciating to watch my daughter being vilified in this manner. I knew her to be a kind, caring person who would never harm anyone, let alone steal from them. But the prosecution was intent on portraying her as a monster, and it seemed like there was nothing we could do to stop them.220Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWesvaXl09O
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In the end, the trial was a farce. The judge was biased, the evidence was circumstantial, and the jury seemed to have already made up its mind about my daughter's guilt. We were powerless to stop the proceedings, forced to watch as our daughter's future was ripped away from her.220Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJ436T8pV7r
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When the verdict came, it was like a knife to the heart. My daughter was found guilty of abuse and sentenced to a term in prison. The shock of it all was almost too much to bear. We had lost our daughter to a system that was supposed to protect us.220Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwkQx8QvUGI
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