Part 2-
It was a late August Saturday Afternoon; it was oddly overcast, rainy, and cold when they buried her. All her friends and family had shown up and surrounded the mother, father, and grieving adopted older sister with their love and support. Katherine wasn't sleeping, she really wasn't eaten much, and she was very despondent. She couldn't do what her folks were doing, putting forth false bravado. However, they were doing the one thing she wasn't allowing herself to do. To heal, to accept their loss, to become stronger, and above all else they were able to smile and look forward to the future.
Kat held tremendous amount of guilty inside. She had these incredible parents that were they were telling her that they and no one else blamed her. Encouraging her to forgive herself, because everyone else had. They assured her that even her sister was up in the Heaven with God and held no ill well toward her. Yet, Kat felt she didn't deserve anything good in her life, not even Heaven.
Finally, school started and that's when everything begun to spiral out of control. Kat would hang around all the wrong people, she would skip school, she would be purposefully defiant, she'd stay out all night, and she was becoming obeisant to her own parents. That was just the smaller stuff, however. Katherine was dabbling and alcohol and was really becoming close to taken to doing drugs. She had been arrested several times for shoplifting and vandalism. She had been before the same juvenile court judge, several times before. It was just after Halloween and weeks before Thanksgiving, when her parents at their end of their rope. Not knowing what to do. The judge on the 6th consecutive appearance of Katherine's finally, pulled the parents into her chambers with council and Kat, handcuffed, in tow.
"This is your 6th consecutive visit, Katherine, within the last 2-months. With each new appearance your crimes and conduct seem to be increasingly destructive and is drastically sliding down further and down. It's going from minor, petty crimes-to down right adult and serious crimes that can get you thrown into prison for a very long time, if not for life. So far, we've been to understand and see past your misbehavior because of your difficulties dealing with your sister's untimely death and the guilt you feel because of it. However our patience is growing thin and we can no longer look past your spiral into despair. This last time you've gotten arrested for underage intoxication and grand their auto, now luckily you didn't hurt anyone and thank God you didn't hurt yourself either. Because of this seriousness of your downfall that I've been anticipating since your 4th visit with me 2 weeks ago; I've been researching some programs for youth in your particular kind of trouble. Bailiff, please escort the defendant out to wait in the hallway, while I speak with your parents. Council you may, too, leave and either return to the court room or wait out in the hallway with Katherine."
When the bailiff escorted Katherine out, there was this tall white man with a chiseled face and blue eyes. He kept his hair clean cut and he had a warm, friendly smile. His eyes reflected more. Like he knew all about the why she was doing what she was doing, if not the what she had done. There was something else though, they reflected he had a troubled past, too. His clothes were not professional in any means, he was like wilderness man; with his blue jeans, hiking boots, a green knitted tight fitting shirt underneath a bluish-green flannel short that was toped off by an L. L. Bean field jacket. She took her seat on the bench with the bailiff standing right next to her, as she watched this man enter the judge's chambers. And she had this odd feeling that she was going some place that she just wasn't going to like at all.
TBC:
It was a late August Saturday Afternoon; it was oddly overcast, rainy, and cold when they buried her. All her friends and family had shown up and surrounded the mother, father, and grieving adopted older sister with their love and support. Katherine wasn't sleeping, she really wasn't eaten much, and she was very despondent. She couldn't do what her folks were doing, putting forth false bravado. However, they were doing the one thing she wasn't allowing herself to do. To heal, to accept their loss, to become stronger, and above all else they were able to smile and look forward to the future.
Kat held tremendous amount of guilty inside. She had these incredible parents that were they were telling her that they and no one else blamed her. Encouraging her to forgive herself, because everyone else had. They assured her that even her sister was up in the Heaven with God and held no ill well toward her. Yet, Kat felt she didn't deserve anything good in her life, not even Heaven.
Finally, school started and that's when everything begun to spiral out of control. Kat would hang around all the wrong people, she would skip school, she would be purposefully defiant, she'd stay out all night, and she was becoming obeisant to her own parents. That was just the smaller stuff, however. Katherine was dabbling and alcohol and was really becoming close to taken to doing drugs. She had been arrested several times for shoplifting and vandalism. She had been before the same juvenile court judge, several times before. It was just after Halloween and weeks before Thanksgiving, when her parents at their end of their rope. Not knowing what to do. The judge on the 6th consecutive appearance of Katherine's finally, pulled the parents into her chambers with council and Kat, handcuffed, in tow.
"This is your 6th consecutive visit, Katherine, within the last 2-months. With each new appearance your crimes and conduct seem to be increasingly destructive and is drastically sliding down further and down. It's going from minor, petty crimes-to down right adult and serious crimes that can get you thrown into prison for a very long time, if not for life. So far, we've been to understand and see past your misbehavior because of your difficulties dealing with your sister's untimely death and the guilt you feel because of it. However our patience is growing thin and we can no longer look past your spiral into despair. This last time you've gotten arrested for underage intoxication and grand their auto, now luckily you didn't hurt anyone and thank God you didn't hurt yourself either. Because of this seriousness of your downfall that I've been anticipating since your 4th visit with me 2 weeks ago; I've been researching some programs for youth in your particular kind of trouble. Bailiff, please escort the defendant out to wait in the hallway, while I speak with your parents. Council you may, too, leave and either return to the court room or wait out in the hallway with Katherine."
When the bailiff escorted Katherine out, there was this tall white man with a chiseled face and blue eyes. He kept his hair clean cut and he had a warm, friendly smile. His eyes reflected more. Like he knew all about the why she was doing what she was doing, if not the what she had done. There was something else though, they reflected he had a troubled past, too. His clothes were not professional in any means, he was like wilderness man; with his blue jeans, hiking boots, a green knitted tight fitting shirt underneath a bluish-green flannel short that was toped off by an L. L. Bean field jacket. She took her seat on the bench with the bailiff standing right next to her, as she watched this man enter the judge's chambers. And she had this odd feeling that she was going some place that she just wasn't going to like at all.
TBC: