so we went to jail today for a field trip for our student and law class and everyone was pysched like 'yeahhh!!getiin' outta school yaaaa!", so we went into the MCI medium security prison in Shirley,MA. we met and heard 6 guys stories about why they were in there and their lives ( there were 2 blacks,1 irish,2 white,and 1 puerto rican). soo this one guy is in there for manslaughter and what happened was: he was at a party with a few kids drinking and smoknig and everyone was having a good time, then the kids house that the party was at well his parents were coming home, so he yells to everyone to get out of the house so there is comotion from all the people trying to get out (when i said a couple of kids i meant maybe 30 or so). so this guy who was telling the story, his name was Jeff. So then Jeff tells us about how he was getting into his car with his friend to go home for the night and these 3 other kids needed a ride home so of course he said yeah.the kids in the car well one of them was talking about how he got his girl pregnant and he was broke and they all start talking (minus Jeff). the 3 kids in the back tell Jeff to drive to a store because they wanted to rob it (Jeff's other friend that was in the front seat that he went to the party with initally was shit-faced so he didnt know what was going on), so Jeff, who always felt like he didnt fit in, said sure. Well he drops the guys off at the place they were going to rob and after 2 or 3 minutes he hears a light 'pop'. the 3 dudes then come running out telling him to go!go! drive!! the 3 guys ( who he barley knew, he just partied with them adn they needed a ride) starting arguing saying things like 'dude whyd you shoot him?!' and 'that was some dumb shit!'. So Jeff figures out that they shot the guy, and then robbed the store. SO jeff drops them off and drops his other buddy off and goes home. He lays down to go to sleep, convincing himself he was a good kid. the next morning he wakes up and see's the newspaper on the table, with headlines saying something about a man shot and killed. he reads the article and it was the man last night that those kids robbed, he had died, but 'thank god' Jeff thought to himself because there were no suspects. a few weeks go by and long story shorter, he gets arrested. he's in prison for something like 15 years.
this dude didn't do anything, he drove a car ,and he didnt know what was going on. Jeff was a varsity soccer star, always getting MVP awards and traveling to Canada and places to play soccer, he was your average kid.After his story, that got me really down but it was this next kid's story who really got me depressed. They called him Carter, he was the other white dude besides Jeff (and the Irish man, which ironically they called him 'Irish'). So Carter never was into alcohol, or smoking weed or anything like that at all, in fact he was soo smart in school. he never wanted to be that nerdy kid that had no friends, and he never was that nerdy kid because he was the class clown. he would fool around in class and make jokes , people that he was funny. and when he would get A's on his tests kids would be like 'howd you get an A , you were fooling around with me!'.
So one day, when he was 16 his friend come over saying another one of their buddys had been getting bullied by this kid and his friends.this kid and his friends went to school at the next town over called Dartmouth. soo long story short, carter and his buddies go to the school after a few weeks. class is in session and carter and 2 other kids walk in with a baseball bat,a billy club, and Carter had a knife on him. The teachers had seen them early walk in the school and they had called the cops. One of the kids whimped out and ran away as Carter and his other friend approached a classroom. They both walk inside and recognize one of the kids that beat up their friend. so Carter's friend starts chasing the kid around the class with the bat, in all the chaos the teachers finally wrestle Carter's friend to the ground. Carter see's the kid his friend was chasing around as the kid walks toward him, Carter then pulls out his knife and stabs him in the stomach once. the kid falls to the ground and the teachers bring Carter and his friend down to the office where the cops were waiting for them. Carter didn't think anything would happen, and the cops told him he'd probably get a slap on the wrist and he was out. so down in a cell at the station Carter waits for his mother to come pick him up. 2 hours passes, 4 hours passes, and after 8 hours he started going crazy. he kept yelling and screaming and finally one of the cops walked over to him and said .' sorry kid, you didn't hear? the kid you had stabbed at the school died, you're charged with 1st degree murder (maybe 2nd i don't remember). carter collapsed. he couldnt believe it.
this kid, was so smart. he had everything going for him, colleges were practically begging him to come to their school. in this one situation gone wrong, he happens to stab a guy, who dies.
all the kids that were in my field trip dont realize it and i still cant help thinknig that those 2 people shouldnt be in there. they barely did anything, and i just cant stop thinking about it.