Beep, Beep, Beep, my alarm rang. I looked over and saw 6:30 in big red digital numbers. I got up out of my broken down bed and started my morning routine. I brushed my teeth, got dressed, then made my breakfast. My parents are usually awake by dawn so I went into their room to look for them. I saw a bright yellow sticky note on their bed that read, “Have to go to work early, but I promise will be back to pick you up from school”. I thought to myself, Mom and Dad would never leave without saying goodbye. Something big had to be happening. My parents were prison guards at Southside Penitentiary. I am scared everyday they go to work because they work in the most dangerous prison in Detroit everyday. Today felt weird for some reason, but foolishly …show more content…
I didn’t have a car so I ran as fast as I could. The closer I got, the louder the police sirens were. I was so scared that I was shaking, but I knew my parents needed help. I arrived at the dilapidated building that was Southside Prison. I snuck in the back entrance and tried to find my way to my parents office. I had never been to the prison before, because my parents didn’t want the prisoners to know they had a kid.
I was making my way through death row when I heard their muffled screams. I ran towards them as fast my raggy converse could take me. I went through countless cell blocks, but had no luck finding them. They kept screaming, “JEROME, JEROME, JEROME.” I yelled, “I’M COMING MOM AND DAD”. That was the stupidest thing I have ever done and I am going to regret it for the rest of my life. By yelling, I gave away my position to the countless prisoners lurking the area. Also every single prisoner there hated my parents because they were their guards. Once I saw the first inmate I knew I was in
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He looked at me in disgust obviously realizing who my parents were. He yelled something in a different language at me and all I could understand was parents. He clearly was not a fan of my parents or me, so I started sprinting the other way.
I finally lost him, but I took so many turns that I didn’t know where I was going. I ran into a room with just two big black bags on the ground. I did not know what to do with them, so naturally I looked inside. I expected to see something like weapons or prisoner records, but instead I saw my dad’s pale lifeless body. Devastated, I opened the other one knowing what I would find, nevertheless I still felt the need to look. Sure enough my mother was lying still in the bag, grasping onto a picture of me. I broke down into tears and the only thing I could think was I have to get out of this evil place.
I started running home thinking about what my life was going to be after this. I couldn’t see any way to get through what had just happened. I was almost home when I saw a familiar car pass me. It turned out it was my parent’s car, however my parents were not driving it. It was the tattooed man from the prison. So many thoughts were racing through my mind. How did he get their car? How did he find me? Why did he find me? Then the man pulled out a small black object and pointed it at me. At this point I knew exactly what was going on. I began to run as fast as my unathletic body would take me.
On my suspicion I opened the book and flipped pages only to find a blood stained knife. I ran in the direction he had been off to but he had already got into his mother's hardly running gremlin but since I was able to make my own money I had
On the same day the boys, both Lewis and Gault were taken to the state’s children detention center. Gault’s parent were never notified of the arrest until they went to look for him, and the Lewis’s family told Gault’s older brother. The parent went to the detention center, where the superintendent told them
He fell I pulled out my gun with the special bullet and shot him twice. We never heard from the man again, and our town was
The boy, the baby faced criminal, he thinks he is all that and now he is in a hospital, this boy’s name is Cole Matthews. Cole ended up in this situation because he decided to brag about breaking into a convenience store and hospitalized a student in his grade named Peter driscoll. Cole got sent to a island from the result of circle justice now think about that you're putting a teenage boy on a island all alone with emotions rushing through his mind and testosterone flowing through his veins, do you really expect him to just stay there and try not to escape at all? Now Cole thought this was going to be easy and all so guess what he did he burnt down his shelter and all his materials needed for survival.
In a few minutes, we find Jonathan again and start heading back to the jail. One of the cops catches us and frisks us for cards, but since we didn 't have any, he had to let us go. Michael stumbles into us and we split up again. Jeffrey and I see a light again and hide under a few trucks for about 5 minutes, until the threat is gone. We hear a voice: “behind you,” it says.
but then I heard a rushing in bush next to me. My heart starts beating twice as fast, the sweat on my face felt like bullets. I make my way over to
John, a man in prison for life, killed a pregnant mother because he was driving drunk and ran through a red-light, smashing into her car with his Ford F1-50. Now, John must live with that pain and sorrow every day, every hour, and every minute for the rest of his life. A second does not go by where he does not have the heavy guilt of murder hanging over his head. Wishing he could undo his actions, John slowly rots away in a prison cell. He sends countless letters to the lady’s husband and parents, but nothing can expel the pain from his heart.
Every night my father called and every night my mom and three little sisters anxiously awaited by the phone in the kitchen along with my grandpa patiently waiting in his chair to talk to my dad. While everyone else waited by the phone I was always somewhere else in the house, hoping the phone never rang, so I wouldn’t have to come up with another excuse not to talk to him. I felt hatred towards my father not only for what he had done in the past, but for allowing himself to be put in jail and away from the entire family for ten days without any type of visitations only short, long distance phone calls. Every night for nine nights in a row, I listened from my room in the basement to the sounds of my sisters’ impatient voices to talk to our dad. Every night I also heard those rambling voices turn to sounds of sadness and endless hours of sobbing until the little girls cried themselves to asleep.
Grace and Ruthie’s Life in High School Grace and Ruthie made it through ten grades. Its their 3rd year in high school. Grace and another girl (the principals daughter) named Anna, started to help out the football team. Grace is the reverends daughter, so most people think she is a goody 2 shoes.
I knew what they were going to do to me. I know I should’ve done better and kept my feelings inside but I couldn’t help it. I needed for people to hear what they did. I heard my number being called and I walked to the center of the camp.
This is the end. The rainy spring day starts, and I anxiously am escorted into a room labeled "execution chamber". The men in uniform tie my trembling arms and legs to the slate of metal with the surprisingly comfortable restraints. My family, weeping on the other side of the glass, stares horrifically as the vial of poison is injected into my shaking body. Though my family is sympathetic and weeps for me, they believe that I killed him.
After the trail, I was sentenced to death. The next day I stood in front of the firing squad. I closed my eyes in anticipation. I was glad that I had gotten revenge for my parent’s death. “Ready! Aim!”
Lockdown by Walter Dean Myers is a novel that will keep you on your toes. Inspiration, courageousness, nervousness, and depression are all the emotions you feel while reading Lockdown. A topic based around someone making a mistake and ending up in jail isn’t easy to digest, but when the prisoner is only fourteen it’s unbelievable. While reading this book it was quite obvious Walter Dean Myers arranged a lot of research for this novel, it was written very well and full of facts. Hearing stories of gang violence, drug abuse, and shootings is a big wake up call for anyone who interprets this novel it reallys make you realize how grateful you should be for what you have.
Yet, three concrete examples of the fugitive behavior can be unearthed. First, Goffman begins the first chapter of the book explaining how one teen she got to know, Chuck, would teach his younger brother, Tim, how to run from the police during the afternoon (2015:9). This observation Goffman made is quite telling of the environment Chuck, Tim and other 6th Street boys lived in. While most American youth would be doing their homework or playing with other kids, Chuck and Tim used this time to learn how to run from the police before they even committed any crimes or legal offenses and while they were still innocents. Second, Goffman notes that police would often visit hospitals and check the names of patients or visitors for anyone that had warrants for their arrest.
Life for me growing up was super difficult. A lot of my childhood was pure traumatic. Also, it was a struggle for me and my family, money wise and food wise. Also, our house was very small. We even lost our father and I also became a teen mom.