Cheltham prison was a medium security prison

There was a dust-covered chill in the air as keys jangled in the distance. Lights out yelled a vocalism from the end of the corridor. How did I end up in here? pack thought to himself. As the cells descended into darkness. I had a true breeding and I blew it entirely for a root of people.Cheltham prison was a medium security prison. It housed around seven hundred inmates. The offences committed by the inmates varied from traffic penalties to common burglary. pack Henderson was one of many at the prison. I could have had such a good life. Good job, victorian car, big house and a family, but I dont and its all my fault.When pile 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 become friends with exemplary young hooligans he started using drugs, going a itinerary to pubs and middling generally acquire into irritate. Wednesday shadows were the worst we couldnt go to the pub. So we estimable hung around the streets.One man, Martin Walsh, controlled the group of about six. Martin was only sixteen but had already been in trouble with the jurisprudence three times. It was on Wednesday night that Martin came up with the idea of going to the local park.Thats when the real trouble started. We were bored with nothing to do so a voice skint Jamess thoughts.Quieten down, this isnt a place to socialise.We broke all the victimize equipment.It had been Martins smart idea to vandalise everything. We were all as well as scared of him to refuse, so we alone did it. The playground was decimated by the time we had finished. Martin stood patronise to admire his work I can still remember his words, concentrated done everyone same time bordering week Martin said proudly.Martin wasnt kidding. in spite of appearance a month the group had destroyed four public play areas and three school playgrounds. Nobody had stood up to Martin. By this time the law had been involved, but still no one knew it was Martin.I remember the particular day Martin got found out. We had met, like we al shipway did, on a Wednesday night. Martin wasnt himself he was angry, violent.The jurisprudence have been to turn back me. Martin growled they exist about the playgrounds. How do they know? Who told them? Come on own upNo one did. Although Martin had an idea, a little boy name Chris was his prat. Chris was a gifted boy, he didnt agree 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 saw Chris again.As time went on and our crimes got worse I started to see how I had impecunious my life.James and the group, still lead by Martin, had started larceny. At first it was just sweets then CDs, clothes, CD players, TVs if it wasnt bolted to the floor Martin would slue it. I could compensate stealing small but TVs CD players that had gone to far. Stealing a CD player was when I first got ca ught.A local shop Tims TVs was my target on that particular day. It was a small family business easy to steal from, so I thought.It was a Saturday morning and the shop was rather busy, that surprise me, I had stolen many times before so I just walked in. I must have looked suspicious from the start, but they didnt let on. I walked around for a while. When I got to the CD players, I checked to see if anyone was around, no one was, so I just put it in my coat. I was so calm as I reached for the door 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 good friend James. Martin started pass down the street. I had no idea what to do, so I just followed Martin. Bad choice.The next ten minutes were all a throw 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 stop the car and James got out.You arent who I thought you were James, dont let me see your acquaint again. With that martin was gone. James was left to walk home.It was cold and dark, I suddenly pull in 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 involvement. The police paid James a visit the next da y.It was terrible the look of disappointment on my parents faces. They had no idea. Both Martin and I were called into court on grand theft auto. The judge was harsh. To set an vitrine he said, a jail sentence and corporation 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 community service lets me go home at night,Thanks mate. Ill see you tomorrow. With that James was gone.