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People say a mother always knows when her childs crying, and in fear...For Alan that isn't true anymore.He's been crying in pain for the last 14 yrs. and his mom never came to comfort him.
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Alan walked out of the office of the police officers.His hands still cuffed.
"Come on Boy!"Yelled the 1st officer at him.The officer grabbed Alans arm and yanked him.
"I think when Mrs.Nieves hit ya in the head for self defense,it really effected you."Laughed the officer.Alan just stared angrily at the officer.The officer stared back and pulled him along.
"Come on, hurry up, your ma's waitin"Answered the officer back as they walked through a hallway to the main waiting area.And there she was, waiting there unpatiently.Her hair was in a knatted ponytail, she was really fidgety,and a cigarette was in her mouth.The smoke from it was puffing in and out really fast.Alan's mom lost her beautiful mother look over the years,so she looked like a woman in distress.Alan actually thought to himself that she looked like she could be IN jail.
"Here's your juvenile delinquet ma'm,"The officer said as he uncuffed Alan and put his hand out as to ask for something.
"Oh...oh yes..bail money,.."Alans mom answered as she shakingly opened her tiny purse and took out five thousnd dollars.The officer left and Alans mother grabbed her sons arm and started walking out.
"Where did ya get that kinda money?"Asked Alan suspiciously angry.
"Alan!Shut up!JUST Shutup!"Yelled his mother.They were now standing out in the parking lot in front of an old station wagon.
"Ok..."Alan answered confused.
"Just get in the car."She whispered angrily as she jumped in the drivers seat.
"Where'd ya get the car?"Alan asked still confused.
"I borowed it!!!!Cant you tell!Just don't talk to me..."Alan knew this was the time that he should keep his loud mouth shut.He was way taller than his mother, but would never challenge his mom.
"Alan,you shame me so bad! I can't even consider you my son!"She yelled as she started the old car.
"I don't know why you do this!YOU NEED TO LEARN TO ACT YOUR AGE!"She screamed almost crying.Alan just stared at her in disbelief at what she was saying.SHE was yelling at HIM to act his age when she was getting drunk like everyday.
He grinded his teeth staring at his mother driving and screaming curses at him.
"Sometimes I wish you just never existed!"She yelled at her almost 17 year old.
"I'll be Glad when your sent off to jail."She stopped the car in the parking lot of the "special home".She got out of the car and slammed the door, leaving her son in the car.
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A week later was Alans trial, he sat in there and sat as far away from his mom he could.ACTUALLY She sat as far away from him.The trial was going bad for Alan, all the witnesses they had were against him, even his own mom.
"So Alan, what do you plead?"Asked the judge.Alan stared directly at his mom and said,
"Guilty.."
He didn't care what happened to him, cause they didn't care what happened, and she didn't care.He was unloved and felt no point to have a future, or even life.
"Well,there's been lots of complains against you..."The judge stared at Alan."So you have a choice, you can go to jail or there's an exception..."Said the judge as he put on his glasses and picked up a packet of papers.
"There's an opening at Camp Greenlake, where they help troubled youth,like you,"Build Character"...so what'll it be?"
The judge stared at the boy not taking an eye off him.
"I don't care.."Answered Alan, cause he REALLY didn't care.
"I suggest Camp Greenlake...sounds like the perfect place for you.."The judge whispered as he looked at Alan in disgust.
"Fine, whatever.."Alan glared at his mother,"I'll be happy to get out of this cruddy town.."
"Ok, 24 months Camp Greenlake,... Now take that scum outta here!"The judge shouted as he left the courtroom.The police officers grabbed Alan roughly, and handcuffed him.Alan just watched as his mother spat in his direction and walked out, not even saying Goodbye.
"Goodritens..."Alan whispered as he walked out with the cops.
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The officers took him to his room in the "Special Home"
"Pack your bags!Your gonna be there for a long time.."The police officer said as he shoved Alan in his room.The officers wouldn't take an eye off him, so that he wouldn't run away.
He grabbed a bag and stuffed clothes in it,and than zipped it up.
"Let's get goin!"Yelled the officer as they took the handcuffs back out.But right before Alan left he grabbed the small,rubber octopus.He shoved it in his pocket and walked out of his room.
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The old greenlake bus pulled up, they told Alan to get in there and sit in the front row.He listened, not very happy, but listened.A guard from the Camp was placed across the row from him, holding a gun.He sat down, not frightened, just confused.
"Why do ya have a gun, ya gonna shoot me?"There went Alans BIG mouth again.The guard just stared at him and than looked away.The bus door was shut, and the long bus drive began.
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People say a mother always knows when her childs crying, and in fear...For Alan that isn't true anymore.He's been crying in pain for the last 14 yrs. and his mom never came to comfort him.
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Alan walked out of the office of the police officers.His hands still cuffed.
"Come on Boy!"Yelled the 1st officer at him.The officer grabbed Alans arm and yanked him.
"I think when Mrs.Nieves hit ya in the head for self defense,it really effected you."Laughed the officer.Alan just stared angrily at the officer.The officer stared back and pulled him along.
"Come on, hurry up, your ma's waitin"Answered the officer back as they walked through a hallway to the main waiting area.And there she was, waiting there unpatiently.Her hair was in a knatted ponytail, she was really fidgety,and a cigarette was in her mouth.The smoke from it was puffing in and out really fast.Alan's mom lost her beautiful mother look over the years,so she looked like a woman in distress.Alan actually thought to himself that she looked like she could be IN jail.
"Here's your juvenile delinquet ma'm,"The officer said as he uncuffed Alan and put his hand out as to ask for something.
"Oh...oh yes..bail money,.."Alans mom answered as she shakingly opened her tiny purse and took out five thousnd dollars.The officer left and Alans mother grabbed her sons arm and started walking out.
"Where did ya get that kinda money?"Asked Alan suspiciously angry.
"Alan!Shut up!JUST Shutup!"Yelled his mother.They were now standing out in the parking lot in front of an old station wagon.
"Ok..."Alan answered confused.
"Just get in the car."She whispered angrily as she jumped in the drivers seat.
"Where'd ya get the car?"Alan asked still confused.
"I borowed it!!!!Cant you tell!Just don't talk to me..."Alan knew this was the time that he should keep his loud mouth shut.He was way taller than his mother, but would never challenge his mom.
"Alan,you shame me so bad! I can't even consider you my son!"She yelled as she started the old car.
"I don't know why you do this!YOU NEED TO LEARN TO ACT YOUR AGE!"She screamed almost crying.Alan just stared at her in disbelief at what she was saying.SHE was yelling at HIM to act his age when she was getting drunk like everyday.
He grinded his teeth staring at his mother driving and screaming curses at him.
"Sometimes I wish you just never existed!"She yelled at her almost 17 year old.
"I'll be Glad when your sent off to jail."She stopped the car in the parking lot of the "special home".She got out of the car and slammed the door, leaving her son in the car.
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A week later was Alans trial, he sat in there and sat as far away from his mom he could.ACTUALLY She sat as far away from him.The trial was going bad for Alan, all the witnesses they had were against him, even his own mom.
"So Alan, what do you plead?"Asked the judge.Alan stared directly at his mom and said,
"Guilty.."
He didn't care what happened to him, cause they didn't care what happened, and she didn't care.He was unloved and felt no point to have a future, or even life.
"Well,there's been lots of complains against you..."The judge stared at Alan."So you have a choice, you can go to jail or there's an exception..."Said the judge as he put on his glasses and picked up a packet of papers.
"There's an opening at Camp Greenlake, where they help troubled youth,like you,"Build Character"...so what'll it be?"
The judge stared at the boy not taking an eye off him.
"I don't care.."Answered Alan, cause he REALLY didn't care.
"I suggest Camp Greenlake...sounds like the perfect place for you.."The judge whispered as he looked at Alan in disgust.
"Fine, whatever.."Alan glared at his mother,"I'll be happy to get out of this cruddy town.."
"Ok, 24 months Camp Greenlake,... Now take that scum outta here!"The judge shouted as he left the courtroom.The police officers grabbed Alan roughly, and handcuffed him.Alan just watched as his mother spat in his direction and walked out, not even saying Goodbye.
"Goodritens..."Alan whispered as he walked out with the cops.
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The officers took him to his room in the "Special Home"
"Pack your bags!Your gonna be there for a long time.."The police officer said as he shoved Alan in his room.The officers wouldn't take an eye off him, so that he wouldn't run away.
He grabbed a bag and stuffed clothes in it,and than zipped it up.
"Let's get goin!"Yelled the officer as they took the handcuffs back out.But right before Alan left he grabbed the small,rubber octopus.He shoved it in his pocket and walked out of his room.
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The old greenlake bus pulled up, they told Alan to get in there and sit in the front row.He listened, not very happy, but listened.A guard from the Camp was placed across the row from him, holding a gun.He sat down, not frightened, just confused.
"Why do ya have a gun, ya gonna shoot me?"There went Alans BIG mouth again.The guard just stared at him and than looked away.The bus door was shut, and the long bus drive began.
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