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Author: Debbie Gordon
lot more. I’d taken art this time around and I found having a creative outlet had helped me to cut down on how much I was smoking, plus it kept my attention in class, so I wasn’t getting kicked out all the time.
At the end of the first month of being back at college, I was starting to get good grades. I hadn’t spoken to John since he had asked me to look after his stuff and because of that, I hadn’t been smoking either and I felt a lot sharper in the mind because of it.
I couldn’t help but feel a bitter sadness though over James, who still hadn’t called or emailed me. I had really thought that the nine months we had shared were special, but it seemed, as though they had only been special to me. I wondered whether he had already moved on. Whether he had found a girl who was prettier and smarter than me, but I didn’t dare reach out myself to ask. Although I hadn’t been able to figure out what I had done wrong, I knew that it had been something I had done and I’d accepted that James, just obviously wasn’t forgiving me for that.
I’d found my hand hanging over my cell phone from time to time, as the urge to call him picked up its strength, but in the end, I’d always flip my cell closed, because if he wanted me in his life, then he wouldn’t have sent me away.
Chapter 9
I woke up from dreaming to a loud knocking on my door. As I blinked open my eyes and pushed back the hazily feeling of sleep from my mind, I heard another knock. It was late, I could tell from the darkness, which was hiding behind my curtains. I looked at the clock and saw that it was the early hours of the morning. I wondered who might possibly be knocking on my door, so late in the night.
I quickly pulled myself out of bed and walked over to the door. They started to knock just, as I was opening it and they nearly hit me in the process. The college dean apologises, whilst two fully uniformed police officers stand next to him.
“Sophie, these two policemen are here to search your room.” The dean said, as he looked at me with disappointment in my eyes.
“This has to be a mistake? I don’t have anything in here. I mean you can do a drugs test and everything, I’m clean.” I said quickly, as they walked into my room and started to pull everything out from it place.
I watched, as they opened the large wardrobe and started to riffle through it.
“Miss is this yours?” One of the police officers asked, as he held out one of my purses.
“Yeah.” I said, as I looked at it.
“I’m sorry miss, but you’re under arrest.” The policeman said, as he walked towards me and held out a pair of handcuffs.
“For what?” I asked desperately, as he put my hands behind my back and started to read off my charges.
Chapter 10
I’m sitting in a cell, as I’m waiting to be questioned. It’s all very surreal. The grey walls with the crumbling bricks looked almost like a television set, as I stared at them. I could see where people had engraved their names into the soft bricks. Why would anyone carve their names here? Who would want to be remembered for being in a police cell?
The officer, who had arrested me, told me that they were waiting for my parents. That meant they were going to tell my mom. I tried to think about the situation logically. They weren’t my drugs. I knew whose they were and this time, I hadn’t promised to keep it a secret, but would anyone believe me, especially after I didn’t speak up the first time.
I could hear someone walking down the hall. The footsteps stopped outside the heavy metal door, which was keeping me locked in like an animal. I waited, as the small letter sized slit opened.
“Stand clear.” A voice with authority called out, although he knew he didn’t need to. He could see me sitting on the small slab, which was meant to serve, as a bed. I couldn’t have been further away from the door if I had of tried.
He waited, as though it was just standard procedure to do so, and then
At the end of the first month of being back at college, I was starting to get good grades. I hadn’t spoken to John since he had asked me to look after his stuff and because of that, I hadn’t been smoking either and I felt a lot sharper in the mind because of it.
I couldn’t help but feel a bitter sadness though over James, who still hadn’t called or emailed me. I had really thought that the nine months we had shared were special, but it seemed, as though they had only been special to me. I wondered whether he had already moved on. Whether he had found a girl who was prettier and smarter than me, but I didn’t dare reach out myself to ask. Although I hadn’t been able to figure out what I had done wrong, I knew that it had been something I had done and I’d accepted that James, just obviously wasn’t forgiving me for that.
I’d found my hand hanging over my cell phone from time to time, as the urge to call him picked up its strength, but in the end, I’d always flip my cell closed, because if he wanted me in his life, then he wouldn’t have sent me away.
Chapter 9
I woke up from dreaming to a loud knocking on my door. As I blinked open my eyes and pushed back the hazily feeling of sleep from my mind, I heard another knock. It was late, I could tell from the darkness, which was hiding behind my curtains. I looked at the clock and saw that it was the early hours of the morning. I wondered who might possibly be knocking on my door, so late in the night.
I quickly pulled myself out of bed and walked over to the door. They started to knock just, as I was opening it and they nearly hit me in the process. The college dean apologises, whilst two fully uniformed police officers stand next to him.
“Sophie, these two policemen are here to search your room.” The dean said, as he looked at me with disappointment in my eyes.
“This has to be a mistake? I don’t have anything in here. I mean you can do a drugs test and everything, I’m clean.” I said quickly, as they walked into my room and started to pull everything out from it place.
I watched, as they opened the large wardrobe and started to riffle through it.
“Miss is this yours?” One of the police officers asked, as he held out one of my purses.
“Yeah.” I said, as I looked at it.
“I’m sorry miss, but you’re under arrest.” The policeman said, as he walked towards me and held out a pair of handcuffs.
“For what?” I asked desperately, as he put my hands behind my back and started to read off my charges.
Chapter 10
I’m sitting in a cell, as I’m waiting to be questioned. It’s all very surreal. The grey walls with the crumbling bricks looked almost like a television set, as I stared at them. I could see where people had engraved their names into the soft bricks. Why would anyone carve their names here? Who would want to be remembered for being in a police cell?
The officer, who had arrested me, told me that they were waiting for my parents. That meant they were going to tell my mom. I tried to think about the situation logically. They weren’t my drugs. I knew whose they were and this time, I hadn’t promised to keep it a secret, but would anyone believe me, especially after I didn’t speak up the first time.
I could hear someone walking down the hall. The footsteps stopped outside the heavy metal door, which was keeping me locked in like an animal. I waited, as the small letter sized slit opened.
“Stand clear.” A voice with authority called out, although he knew he didn’t need to. He could see me sitting on the small slab, which was meant to serve, as a bed. I couldn’t have been further away from the door if I had of tried.
He waited, as though it was just standard procedure to do so, and then
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