The Kids Of The Youth Detention Centre, Story, Chapter 1.

What you are about to read, is a story that I wrote . It’s about five kids who are in a youth detention center in Hackney and they have to bond with each other and come to terms with their friendships and their crimes, I hope you enjoy .

Once upon a time, there were four kids, their names were Miles, Detroit, Carson and Dylan . And one night, they were out doing very bad things . They were all caught doing different crimes. Detroit was running after a person, Carson was a part of fraud, Miles was shoplifting and Dylan was attempting to murder someone, until they got caught .  All the boys were in balaclavas, so it was tricky to recognize them . Then the police found them and dragged them to a place . And when the members walked into the room, they pushed them on chairs and ripped their balaclavas off and turned on the light .

” Alright, let’s have a look at you ?”. The member said, as he sounded quite furious about what he saw .

” Who are you ?”, Detroit asked .

” My name is Jay Simmonds, I’m an officer, I work here ”, he replied, as he showed him the passport status .

” What place is this, where are we ?”, Miles asked . As he had panic in his voice .

” Relax, you’re in a youth prison ”, he replied .

” What, I can’t stay in a place like this, my parents are gonna kill me when they find out ”, Carson said, as he felt uneasy and started to panic .

” Well then, you shouldn’t of been doing fraud then, innit ?”, Jay replied .

” It’s not my fault, my parents abused me ”, Carson said, as he had a slight change of mood .

” I’m very sorry, I know how it feels, you should be safe here ”, Jay assured him, as he had a tear roll down his face . ” I’m gonna head off now, if you need me, I’ll be in my office ”, he said, as he walked out .

{Detroit’s read}

The room was dark and the walls had mold all over them, and the draft was coming through from the windows, and we had no blankets or anything, nothing . A few minutes later, the room was really quiet, the only thing you could hear was breathing, I couldn’t imagine myself staying in a youth hostel, with no blankets and phones, the only thing we had was each other .

Just in the corner of my eye, I saw Carson, he was leaning against the wall, just staring at the ceiling . So I  couldn’t help but walk up to him .

” What’s up ?”, I asked him .

” Nothing ”, he replied, with a tear in his eye .

” Are you sure, cause if you don’t tell me, I won’t be able to help you ”, I said .

” There’s nothing you can do to help, ok ?”, he replied . Something definetely was up with Carson, but he didn’t give me an answer .

” Look, you can tell me, we are all friendly here ”, I said . And he sighed and opened his mouth .

” It’s about my parents, they had a fight, this morning, my dad hit my mum on the head with a lamp shade, there was blood everywhere, and I had to witness it, in front of my own two eyes”, Carson told me, you could hear the pain and fear in his voice, I couldn’t help but company him for a few minutes .

” That must of been awful to watch ”, I said . Damn right it was awful to watch .

” Yeah it is, how would you like to live with that, huh ?” he shouted, and he started shivering and crying . ” And after that, I couldn’t help myself but take myself to the streets”, he continued .

” I’m so sorry, I’m here if you need me ”, I said .

” Thank you, what’s your name ?”, he asked me .

” It’s Detroit”, I replied .

” Oh ok, hi Detroit, it’s nice to meet you, my name is Carson ”, he said as he shook my hand .

A few minutes later, we gathered to go to bed, I found a small place in the corner, and I settled in .

” Tomorrow is another day ”

End of chapter 1