The metal door slowly opens. Its normal for me, having guards all around me, suposedly protecting me. Why do they need to protect ME? Im not special. Being secretly in the Bobcats, We dont need protection. Mom says when she gets out, we will run the city
We already are mom. We are the only gang in New York to have control of Manhattans subway station. One more year until I can finally run the gang. Or go to prison leagaly.
"Lets go Jack." Matt the Guard says.
I dont bother to correct him. Jackson.
I look over at mom. She had cuffs on, and as usual her personal guard
"Hello Angel. Nice to see you again." I tell the guard. I sit down across from my mom. "Jackson its nice to see you again. How's your sister, Atlanta?" That was code. "Alanta is great Mom. She had a math test last week, and got a C."
We both know what we are talking about.
How did the drug deal go?
It was fine. We got half of the money.
She looked a little mad.
"How's your Father?"
"He... Lost his job. Too many workers, he was let go.
My dad was jumped. Too many Blue Jays jumped him. We all know why too. Mom stood up. "WHAT?" Angel pushed her down into her seat. "Calm down, Joanna."
Mom stood up and punched Angel in the face. An alarm sounded, and three guards came to get my mom
I stood up and tried to get Mom off of one of the guards.
"MOM STOP! YOUR MAKING THIS WORSE!"
I blacked out.
When I woke up, a guard was shaking me awake, Mom yelling, "Jackson Im sorry! I never wanted to hurt you!" She was tazzed and dragged her out of the room. The guard above me was Angel.
"Im sorry..
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Prison Kids
Teen FictionAmya's dad sexually assaulted a woman. Jackson's Mom leaded a gang he's in. Lilak's Mom killed someone. Evan's Dad was a theif. They're prisoner's kids. Not prison kids. I wrote this for fun, but sadly I have lived some of this. Please be...
