Akina's+Shortstory

17 and devastated I have so much time to think, and all I can think about is that cool, sunny, summer day in May. It was one week before my 18th birthday, and the end of my junior-year of high school, when everything flashed before my eyes.

I was driving by Ever’s Memorial Park when I heard a big bang. ***BAM!*** I stopped right away. My vision blurred and I couldn’t see anything. I finally got out and took a look around. There was a small child, a boy, just lying there. I got down on my knees and hollered, “Someone call 911! Help, help me!” The police came as soon as they could, followed by an ambulance. All I could think to say was “I didn’t…I didn’t see him!”

After the incident calmed down, the police read me my rights, and took me to jail. They called my parents, got me a good lawyer, and started asking questions about what had happened. As they were asking me questions, someone came in and told me that the little boy had died. My heart sank and I began to cry. All I could say was, “No, No, No…what did I do?” What I knew deep down inside my heart was that I had to tell the truth. I asked to talk to my lawyer alone and told him everything that happened...

"I was driving on Lincoln Avenue by Ever’s Memorial Park, and there were kids playing ball. I was thinking about graduating, turning 18, and, at the time, one of the most important things to me, my girlfriend. I got a text message, picked up my phone, and started texting. I wasn’t paying attention and that’s when it happened. I now know that what I did was dangerous and not very wise. And I know I can’t take it back. Now, I just need to know what the next steps are."

The lawyer said, “You will be put in jail and see the judge later.”

Here I am, about to be 18 years old, turning into a man, and this night all I could do was cry like a little baby. Morning finally came and I entered the courtroom, I saw the little boy’s parents, and it sent chills of death through my body. Tears filled my eyes and the realization set in. I had killed their son. I shoud be dead right now, not that little boy!

Judge Mathews came in and sat down. He asked, “Mr. Jackson, what is your plea?” “I plead guilty."I stated, about to cry. “Alright then. You are put into custody with no bond!” he exclaimed.