We both stood up, my hands still cuffed, and walked over to the door. As I stepped outside the sun hit my face and I was blinded for a few seconds. My officer was sitting in his cruiser probably with the air conditioning blasting, bastard. Tia led me over to a man with a beard and mustache. “Hey Armando, could you get all of the parolees together and tell them there’s a meeting?” “Uh yeah sure Tia,” Armando said while walking away. Tia took me over to this place that had this type of cloth or blanket over it blocking the sun, and it had chairs and picnic tables. After a few minutes a whole lot of people came over and took a seat. I dropped my gaze to the ground so I didn’t meet any of their eyes. “Hey everyone, today I would like you all to meet a parolee who might start working here,” Tia told everybody. “Why don’t you introduce yourself to everyone.” I shifted my feet and spoke up, “Well my name is Grayson Annabelle Sanchez, I was born in Bolivia, and I’m twelve years old.”
It was silent for a few seconds and so I decided to look up at everyone. They had a blank look on all their faces, like what the hell just happened. Then someone spoke up. “Hey Grayson, I’m Kanani and that’s my twin brother Mo.” I looked at them and they looked Hawaiian, Kanani was wearing sunglasses and a hat with a white shirt and shorts, and Mo was also wearing a hat and a purple shirt with jeans. I nodded my head at them as they did the same. Then the rest of the people their introduced themselves from left to right. “I’m Rico,” he was wearing a green shirt a backwards hat and Nikes. “I’m Mariah,” said the girl from earlier with red streaks in her hair. “I’m Josh.” “I’m Tania,” she had short black hair and a nose piercing, she was wearing a black tank top and jean shorts. “You already know me, I’m Armando.” “I’m Jake,” he was wearing a shirt the said Villalobos on the front and had shorts on with sunglasses. “And I’m Greg.” “Well let’s go talk to your parole officer and straighten things out,” said Tia leading the way back over to my parole officer.
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Parole Sucks..........Or does it?
RandomGrayson Annabelle Sanchez. She's a young beautiful girl, but there's a secret she's hiding. Her mom wanted nothing to do with her, but her father wanted to keep her. Later on in life her father passes away, and she takes off to New Orleans, Louisian...
