This is a story from a far away land, a long, long time ago. It’s a story about a girl, who let her curiosity get the best of her and almost got dropped off by the police in one of the most criminally active towns in her country, I’ll call it Der. And if you haven’t guessed it jet, that girl was me.
This was as I said ages ago, when I was newly hatched, the story I’m about to tell you will show you that the curiosity really can get the cat. Shocker, I know!
I was about fifteen years old, and undiagnosed. At this age I hadn’t realised that other people could really sit in their room without getting the sudden urge to roam around their hometown alone at night looking for bad guys. I really thought I was batman, but without the strength.
On one of these late evening strolls I was walking around my small town. Sneaking around with just one earbud in, trying to see where the drama was. Once I got closer to the center of my small town I heard voices get louder and louder. I stared to see people my age walking the other way quickly, and me, as smart as I was realised that this was my bat-signal. I needed to get closer to figure out what was going on.
My town really was a small country town, the town center was a grocery store, a hair salon, some restaurants and a huge parking lot. When I approached the center I realised that the commotion was coming from a group of fifteen teenage boys and three police cars. Some of the guys where getting interrogated and the rest of the them where circling around and screaming. I’de never seen the guys before, but of course I was intrigued. I wanted to know who had the nerve to visit my small town and make a scene. I quickly scanned the area and decided to take a casual stroll towards the grocery store. But I wasn’t close enough to see anything so I had to take another lap, and another, and another, aaaand another. The whole time I was staring at the scene trying to see why they were so mad.
When I went back for my fifth lap I made eye contact with one of the officers. And even though my eyes where trying to signal that I had this covered I think I ended up looking like a deer caught in headlights instead so the police immediately shouted at me to get my ass to the police car. When I was walking all of the guys attention suddenly turned to me. Every one was quiet, staring, wondering who this weird girl that suddenly showed up was. I was shaking as I approached the car. And suddenly one of the guys decided to take action, it started small. A whisper. Someone telling me as I walked past “Don’t tell them ANYTHING”. Another one joined in as I stood in front of the cop. “Don’t show your ID”.
“Lesson number 2: Don’t think you’re batman when you’re literally in Hello Kittys body.”
The cop looked at me sternly.
“Can I please have your ID”
I was sweating.
“I’m sorry I don’t have my ID sir” because why would a fifthteen year old carry an ID.
I heard the boys snickering in the background.
“GOOD DON’T SHOW THEM!”
“GIVE THEM A FAKE NAME”
I was sweating profusely.
“I swear officer, I don’t know these kids.”
The officer rolled his eyes.
“Yeah right, why are they screaming at you then?”
SIR I’M STANDING HERE WONDERING THE SAME THING PLEASE. I JUST WANTED TO BE BATMAN.
“Can you tell me your social security number?”
Every guy started to scream “DON’T TELL HIM”
I realised that I was cooked. I DIDN’T KNOW MY SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBER!
“I’m sorry sir, I don’t know it”
He looked at me with disappointment in his eyes.
“Do you know what kind of guys your hanging out with, these people have broken out of a juvenile detention center in Der”
He looked me dead in the eyes before continuing.
“A lot of them were armed with knives tonight. So I’m asking you again, what’s your social security number?”
The guys are still screaming in the background.
“Sir I promise you, I don’t know.”
He let out a deep sigh and looked at his colleague.
“Well, I guess we have no other choice but to drop you off in Der with the rest of them. You’re all being removed from this place.”
What are you saying SIR, you just told me that they are criminals with weapons and you want to drop off a girl ALONE with them in DER?!
I was shaking, trying to stay calm.
“Can’t you just call my parents, I live here. I’m not even from Der!”
The police looked at me and sighed once again.
“Oh? So you can tell your siblings to pick up the phone. Nice try, but they already tried that trick.”
I’m looking through my bag panicked, looking for anything that could identify me. That’s when I found it, a library card with my home town written on it in my name.
The boys around me saw me picking up a card.
“DON’T SHOW THE PIGS ANYTHING!”
I was so embarrassed that the cops were thinking that these are my friends. My heart was beating and my cheeks were burning.
“Excuse me sir? Does this count?” I ask and hold up my library card for him to see. He looked at the card and looked at his colleague. His colleague gave a small shrug and then they looked at me.
“Fine, you can go. But think about what kind of friends you decide to keep in the future.”
“Yes sir I will” I said and turned around and ran all the way home.
“That was the first time I realised that reading really did save lives.”
Than you so much for reading this post, have you ever been in trouble with the law?
I still wonder why they screamed at me to shut up when we literally didn’t know each other, but I guess they just wanted to teach me a lesson for being nosy.
Anyways, I hope to see you in my next post!
// The little raccoon
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