Cheltham prison was a medium security prison

There was a cold chill in the air as keys jangled in the distance. Lights bug come forward shouted a voice from the end of the corridor. How did I end up in here? jam thought to himself. As the cells descended into darkness. I had a levelheaded education and I blew it comp permitely for a group of people.Cheltham prison was a medium security prison. It housed around seven hundred inmates. The offences attached by the inmates varied from traffic penalties to common burglary. crowd Henderson was one of umpteen at the prison. I could have had such a good life. salutary job, nice car, big house and a family, but I dont and its tout ensemble my fault.When James was fifteen he had problems at home because of this he got in to a bad crowd. I lost everything thanks to these people. James had mystify helpers with typical young hooligans he started using drugs, going to pubs and just largely getting into trouble. Wednesday nights were the worst we couldnt go to the pub. So we just hung around the streets. matchless man, Martin Walsh, controlled the group of about six. Martin was only sixteen but had already been in trouble with the guard three beats. It was on Wednesday night that Martin came up with the psyche of going to the local park.Thats when the real trouble started. We were bored with nothing to do so a voice broke Jamess thoughts.Quieten down, this isnt a show to socialise.We broke each(prenominal) the play equipment.It had been Martins smart idea to vandalise everything. We were all too scared of him to refuse, so we just did it. The playground was decimated by the prison term we had finished. Martin stood back to admire his work I can still call in his words, Well through with(p) everyone same time bordering week Martin verbalize proudly.Martin wasnt kidding. Within a month the group had destroyed four mankind play areas and three school playgrounds. Nobody had stood up to Martin. By this time the police had been involved, but still no one knew it was Martin.I hark back the exact day Martin got found out. We had met, like we always did, on a Wednesday night. Martin wasnt himself he was angry, violent.The police have been to descry me. Martin growled they know about the playgrounds. How do they know? Who told them? Come on own upNo one did. Although Martin had an idea, a small boy name Chris was his target. Chris was a gifted boy, he didnt go with Martins ways but was a friend though fear. Martin took it out on Chris. Punching, kicking. No one stood up to him. After that night we never maxim Chris again.As time went on and our crimes got worse I started to knock against how I had wasted my life.James and the group, still lead by Martin, had started stealing. At prototypic it was just sweets then CDs, clothes, CD players, TVs if it wasnt bolted to the floor Martin would steal it. I could negociate stealing small but TVs CD players that had gone to far. Stealing a CD player was when I first got caught.A local sponsor Tims TVs was my target on that particular day. It was a small family business uncomplicated to steal from, so I thought.It was a Saturday morning and the shop was preferably busy, that surprised me, I had stolen many times before so I just walked in. I must have looked suspicious from the start, but they didnt permit on. I walked around for a while. When I got to the CD players, I check over to see if anyone was around, no one was, so I just vomit up it in my coat. I was so calm as I reached for the introduction handle but just at that seconded a hand reached out and grabbed my arm, id been caught. The police were called and as it was Jamess first offence he got away with a strong warning.The next time the group met Martin was pleased. James well done for your efforts and the way you handled the police. I have a task for you Martin beamed at James. James knew it was a bad idea but was too afraid to argue. The next night James met Martin. Youve proved yourself as a go od friend James. Martin started walking down the street. I had no idea what to do, so I just followed Martin. Bad choice.The next ten minutes were all a blur to James. The next thing I knew I was sitting in a car, driving really fast. I started to shout at Martin to let me out.Whats gotten into you Henderson, you were all for it a minute ago. Martin screamed.Just let me out I screamed back.Martin stopped the car and James got out.You arent who I thought you were James, dont let me see your face again. With that martin was gone. James was left to walk home.It was cold and dark, I on the spur of the moment realised what had happened, id been involved in a grand theft auto. I was as horrific as Martin. I had wasted a good education to become a common criminal.It had been two years since James met Martin it had been a roller coaster of vandalism and embezzlement. James had no future.That wasnt the end of Martin. The police had caught him. Martin had told the police about Jamess involvem ent. The police paid James a huckster the next day.It was terrible the look of disappointment on my parents faces. They had no idea. both(prenominal) Martin and I were called into court on grand theft auto. The judge was harsh. To bewilder an example he said, a jail sentence and community service.So James isnt the only one in prison.Martins in here too. A voice disrupts James thoughts.James shifts over. The voice bellowed from the darkness.No, Martins in here all right. On a jail sentence. The only difference is at least(prenominal) community service lets me go home at night,Thanks mate. Ill see you tomorrow. With that James was gone.