Narrative Essay: The Case Of Arm Failure

Just a few years back, August 2010 to be exact, I sat before a 12 man jury on charges of arm robbery, As the came back reading a guilty verdict, I sat in my chair next to my high paid lawyer feeling just as guilty as the verdict that had just been read before me. Not wanting to break down in tears I looked over at the deputy standing just to the right of me and asked her to escort me back to my cell. On the walk back, I replayed everything in my head that had put me in the situation I was in, I remember it was about 5:00 pm on a Friday evening, me and my ex boyfriend were home cooking dinner. The phone rang and he answered, it was two of his cousins asking if they could come over and hang out? Not thinking the night would end with us behind bars, we
We parked around the corner and walked over were we approached one of the five people living in the home and quickly held him at gun point demanded all his money. He reached in his pocket and handed over everything, saying please just don’t shoot me. My ex boyfriend answered back saying shut up and lead us in to the home. As the man unlocked and open the door, there were his friends in shock. We demanded them all face down on the floor. One of my ex boyfriends cousins said, you get everything out of there pockets whiles we keep them still. I did just that. Once we were done, we ran out leaving behind not only our finger prints but witnesses and video surveillances. Thinking that we had gotten away we did another, then another until the night finally came to a end and we were left with nothing but regrets, wishing we would of just stayed home. But there was no turning back. What was done, was done. We all were sitting in back of police cars being hauled off to our new home for the next 3 years of our life and there was nobody to blame but ourselves. We chose to do these crimes and now it was time to face the consequences of out