It wasnt me, I swear I kept screaming as the police tried pulling me into the police car. I couldnt beleive what was happening because I knew for a fact I had not commited the crime that they were trying to blame on me. Apparently somebody witnessed me break into the school and steal a whole bunch of technology, it had to somebody else i thought to myself, somebody was setting me up! This was an awful situation I got myself into.
I got into the police car in stress, I couldnt believer what was happening to me, what was I going to say to my parents? They took me straight to the police station where I got my chance to explain myself, the whole way to the police station I was trying to think of something good to say, considering it would be pretty hard to explain myself if someone framed me. I didnt know what to do.
"It wasnt me" I claimed.
I kept trying to explain the the officers that someone had set me up, but it was hard to make it sound good, and they deffinately didnt believe me. I gave up. After about an hour of trying to tell them I got set up, I finally gave up. They just didnt believe me. Since I was only fifteen years old, and couldnt go to jail and that age, my consequences were a month of house arrest. What was I going to do for a month without leaving my house?! Not alot. My parents showed up at the police station crying, considering I had never been in this much trouble in my life, and never planned on it either.
"Lets go!" My dad said shouting.
"I cant believe you'd do such a thing!" said my mother crying.
I was speechless, I didnt know what to say to my parents, its not like they would believe me anyways. The car ride home was akward and silent, my parents already let out all their steam at the police station, and had nothing else to say in the car. I still hadnt said anything back to them which was probably a mistake because its making me look like I actually did do it and couldnt defend myself. This wasnt good.
For the next week straight, I sat on my bed staring at the roof of my room thinkin about who could of possible done this to me? Who would hate me this much to do such a thing? I thought as deep as I could, trying to figure this out, and bam! It came to me! The weekend before this happened, I was hanging out with my friend and his girlfriend. I was jealous considering I could never get a girlfriend as beautilful as she was. We were at a movie and Kyle, who was my friend, went to the bathroom. So it was just me and her, alone watching the movie, and thats when my jealousy got to me. Out of nowhere, I just blurted out to her "He's cheating on you!" She turned and looked at me in shock.
"Are you kidding me?" She yelled.
"No, I saw him and another girl at dinner"
She ran out crying. When Kyle came back, he asked where she was. I had to tell him the truth, he was my bestfriend but I had turned on him, and I was stupid. He gave me a solid punch to the nose, and stormed out of the cinema, and left me laying there crying in front of everybody. About a week later I got accused of commiting this crime, and I finally realized that I had broken up them two, and thats why he did this!
As soon as I thought of this I gave the police station a ring, and explained the whole thing to them. I told them to go to Kyles house and check if he had stolen anything. I hadnt talked to Kyle since that incident. I also told my parents the whole story and they rushed me to the police station. I got in the police car immidiately, and we rushed to Kyles house without warning him. It was a quick drive considering they turned on the alarm and hustled past everyone. The police jumped out of the car quickly and told me to stay inside the car. They smashed down the door with no hesitation, and about ten minutes later the cops came out with Kyle in handcuffs. I was in shock that my bestfriend was going to jail. Later the police explained to me that there were some computers from the school in his room, and also he admitted to it eventually. I was off the hook and they took me off house arrest. The cops said sorry to me for all this trouble. My parents were also sorry for getting so mad, and now they were very happy that it wasnt me, and that I told the truth the whole time. For the rest of my life, I had never talked to Kyle again, ever. He got sentenced to jail for five years, and I didnt feel sorry at all.
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