A Terrible Day

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An Unforgettable and Terrible Day
As a freshman in high school, I was sent to live with my grandparents because of a stupid choice I made. I will never forget the day I had to pack all of my stuff and move to my grandparent’s house. I regret the choice I made but, I don’t regret admitting to it.

The detective came to my school and pulled me into the SRO’s office. He sat me down and read me my rights. I was nervous as all get out. He told me I had the right to have my lawyer or my mom come in and listen if I would like. I told him I didn’t. He told me who he was and talked to me about why he was there. I had been caught doing something I shouldn’t have been doing.

He started asking me questions and I was completely honest. He reached a question where we got into another subject and I knew it was my opportunity. I admitted to a different crime I had committed. He asked me about a million or so questions. Then he said something I didn’t want to hear. “Austin, I am going to have to call your mom and report this,” He said. I was torn apart. I knew what I had done would hurt my family and I was afraid they would hate me. I couldn’t picture the disgust my mom would have for me. I thought that she and the rest of my family would hate me. Every single thought that was running through my head was making me more and more afraid. I would even ask myself, “What if they don’t even want anything to do with you anymore?”

I cried for hours while the detective tried to get a hold of my mom. She was at work and I couldn’t imagine her thoughts when she got that call from him. I was so angry and disappointed in myself. I felt like I was going to ruin my family. I was afraid that my stupid choice would tear them apart and ruin the wonderful family we had.

The detective came back in the room and said, “Austin, I got a hold of your mom and she is on her way.” I was shocked. I thought that my mom would never want to even see my face again. But I was wrong. I said to myself,...
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