I Have Weird Dreams
I was with my brother, Ricky, and his friends. My brother was in a gang, and they were going to steal some food from the school.
My brother asked me if I wanted to help, I said yes, because we were low on cash and had been starving the past week. Against my brothers wishes
I brought along the stray yellow Labrador that I had claim as my own, it was just a puppy and I didn't want it to be left alone. When we got to the school
we immediately went to the cafeteria. The cafeteria was futuristic, it had machines sort of like vending machines but they made a wide variety of food with in seconds.
Ricky and his friends were installing gadgets into the machines to hack the system. After a couple minutes my brother said," Alright, lets try this, what do you want to eat?"
and I replied," ramen noodles." He punched in some numbers and a bunch of ramen noodles packets started pouring out of the machines.
We both looked at each other in shock
and started laughing. I whispered," It worked." I handed him the bags I brought and he was filling them up with the ramen noodle packets.
We must had set off a silent alarm because cops were surrounding the school. My brother and his friends
were putting the machines back in their original spots. I was on look out. The flash lights and foot steps were getting closer. I motion them to be quiet, and hide.
My brother was beside me, we were hiding behind tables and chairs, and his friends were hiding inside the janitors closet. My dog started barking and my brothers friend snapped its neck.
The cops came into the cafeteria and apprehended us. My brother told his friends to keep me safe and they said they would, but during the court hearing,
they pinned the whole thing on me, and I was sentenced to 2 years
in a Juvenile detention center. But it wasn't like a regular juvenile detention center.
This facility was more of a boarding school that housed boys and girls. We weren't called students but inmates.
The school uniforms for the boys were like shorts with suspender and a white button up shirt. The girls had a skirt with suspenders and a white button up shirt.
We were also given bracelets with our inmate numbers inscribe on them. The president of that facility had this obsession with neatness and cohesiveness.
The new inmates were all put into a classroom and had to take this test to determine how smart they were. While waiting for our result, everyone started talking about
how they ended up in Juvi. This pretty rich snobby girl didn't agree with my decisions, commenting on how I deserved to be here
and I replied, "I'm sure with daddy's money, you don't have to worry about where your next meal is coming!"
Which she rolled her eyes and flipped her hair.
When our results came in, I scored 90 out of 100 and everyone congratulated me, cause it was the highest score in the class;
even the pretty rich snobby girl congratulated me, in which I replied," I don't need praise from a ditz like you."
Then everyone in the room started berating me for being rude to her. On the telecom, the president announced he wanted me to see him. It was important, and
all the superiors started whispering, and I was escorted out of the room.
My brother asked me if I wanted to help, I said yes, because we were low on cash and had been starving the past week. Against my brothers wishes
I brought along the stray yellow Labrador that I had claim as my own, it was just a puppy and I didn't want it to be left alone. When we got to the school
we immediately went to the cafeteria. The cafeteria was futuristic, it had machines sort of like vending machines but they made a wide variety of food with in seconds.
Ricky and his friends were installing gadgets into the machines to hack the system. After a couple minutes my brother said," Alright, lets try this, what do you want to eat?"
and I replied," ramen noodles." He punched in some numbers and a bunch of ramen noodles packets started pouring out of the machines.
We both looked at each other in shock
and started laughing. I whispered," It worked." I handed him the bags I brought and he was filling them up with the ramen noodle packets.
We must had set off a silent alarm because cops were surrounding the school. My brother and his friends
were putting the machines back in their original spots. I was on look out. The flash lights and foot steps were getting closer. I motion them to be quiet, and hide.
My brother was beside me, we were hiding behind tables and chairs, and his friends were hiding inside the janitors closet. My dog started barking and my brothers friend snapped its neck.
The cops came into the cafeteria and apprehended us. My brother told his friends to keep me safe and they said they would, but during the court hearing,
they pinned the whole thing on me, and I was sentenced to 2 years
in a Juvenile detention center. But it wasn't like a regular juvenile detention center.
This facility was more of a boarding school that housed boys and girls. We weren't called students but inmates.
The school uniforms for the boys were like shorts with suspender and a white button up shirt. The girls had a skirt with suspenders and a white button up shirt.
We were also given bracelets with our inmate numbers inscribe on them. The president of that facility had this obsession with neatness and cohesiveness.
The new inmates were all put into a classroom and had to take this test to determine how smart they were. While waiting for our result, everyone started talking about
how they ended up in Juvi. This pretty rich snobby girl didn't agree with my decisions, commenting on how I deserved to be here
and I replied, "I'm sure with daddy's money, you don't have to worry about where your next meal is coming!"
Which she rolled her eyes and flipped her hair.
When our results came in, I scored 90 out of 100 and everyone congratulated me, cause it was the highest score in the class;
even the pretty rich snobby girl congratulated me, in which I replied," I don't need praise from a ditz like you."
Then everyone in the room started berating me for being rude to her. On the telecom, the president announced he wanted me to see him. It was important, and
all the superiors started whispering, and I was escorted out of the room.
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