So, it's august ,9 ,2020 and I was 14 years old. I wanted to go to a friends house. The answer was no and I got a little bit frustrated. My older sister seen me. And that made her mad because of the way I've acted in the past. So she broke my keyboard so I got angry and tried to break some of her things. She threw me out of her room. So I was walking to the living room . She followed me in there so I hit her with a metal detector in the back of her head . She pushed me in a chair and started hitting me. My mind wasn't going to take that so i just blew up with anger. It was like I blacked out but I could still remember what happened. I ran to the kitchen and I
grabbed a knife and an ice pick and she ran outside. I chased her out there.
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Behind the walls of juvenile detention
Non-FictionThis is a true story about me and how I went to juvenile . The moral of this story is to keep others out of it.