How could anybody ever steal from me? Whenever I was young, stealing was introduced to me at church, where we learned that “you shall not steal”. Those values are instilled in me and I assumed everybody had the same values that I have. I was wrong. It was late fall in my freshman year of high school where I became very good friends with two girls named Alyson and Brittany. Brittany was short and plump. She had long blond hair and freckles. She just had this look that made her seem very innocent and sweet. Alyson on the other hand was tall and skinny with short dark hair. She did not necessarily put off that innocent vibe. We were nearly inseparable. The weather was sunny and warm, we were always out and about whether we were riding quads, swimming or just having a movie day, When we were together we never argued, the room was always filled with random conversations and laughter. Brittany invited Alyson and I over for a sleep …show more content…
I went to grab my tote bag so I could go home. As soon as i opened up the bedroom door, I noticed my entire bag was emptied on the floor. The bag was lying open and empty on the bed. My clothes were lying loose all over the floor, my wallet was unzipped, hair straightener flung half way across the room and my bag of Cheetos missing. I scavenged through Brittany's cluttered bedroom to find that not only my Cheetos but one of my tie dyed t-shirts was also missing. Alyson's book bag, pillow and other belongings were all gone so we had a pretty good idea who was to blame for my missing things. At that very moment I had many things running through my head. Why would somebody so close do such a thing? Was this her intentions all along, leave her things there so she could come back the next day whenever nobody was home? The situation made me feel embarrassed that somebody that I considered close would do such a thing. After that feeling passed, I was just very upset and it eventually led to
Personally, I believe that the overwhelming number of historical cases of theft conducted by the poor can be attributed to a whole host of potential motivations. Firstly, the motivation to survive, many of those who were distinguishable as impoverished were often unable to live subsistent. Nevertheless theft was perceived and punishable in a very serious manner. However, the economic climate of the 18th and 19th century was begin to boom as a result of industrialization. The overwhelming pressure to cater to the emerging notion of consumerism promoted further potential for crime to arise, because the poor would often engage in pickpocketing or begging, whereas women often engaged in shoplifting to acquire goods for her family to outwardly
On 3-31-2017 at about 0730 hrs I was westbound on Auburn Way S at the intersections with Dogwood ST SE, when I was alerted via my automatic license plate reader system to a possible stolen vehicle. The system altered to WA/BAW3136, which was stopped at the intersection facing eastbound on Auburn Way S. I advised dispatch of the plate and my location and dispatch confirmed that the vehicle was reported stolen through Olympia PD OCA 2017-01777. I turned my fully marked patrol vehicle around and followed the stolen vehicle as it went north on Dogwood ST SE. After following the vehicle for a short time, I stopped the vehicle at 3035 17th ST SE, which out incident. Other Auburn PD Patrol units arrived in the area and a "high risk" stop was done on the
Before, I could even take note, it was already October. It was time for me to pack everything in my room, and say my final goodbyes to my family members. I was going to leave everything that meant a lot to me behind. Previously, before October, we picked up my dad from the airport so that he could help us load all of our belongings to the U-Haul truck. Lily, ‘my cousin’, (we aren’t related, she is just a very close friend who I consider family) was staying with use because she want to see her father, who was also living in Denver. My mom and dad, sister, uncle, cousin, and I all stayed at the house one last night. I remember that my sister said that all her friends gathered around my mom’s car to wave goodbye to her. Her closest friends got very emotional and they started to cry. Not only did the move affect me, it also affected my sister greatly. It was like someone had given her a punch in the stomach. By the next day, we had everything in the U-Haul truck, and it was time for me to leave my precious Vegas behind. We had now started the drive to
I hurt everywhere. I try to slowly open my eyes but it is so hard, the blinding light hurts my head, I slowly peel my eyes open to find myself in a strange bathroom. Everything is old and dirty looking and I don’t mean dirty like “when my mom told me to clean my bathroom and there was only a ponytail on the sink and a few boy pins, dirty,” I mean it looked as if nobody had cleaned this bathroom in 15 years and still people used it. Once I establish myself, my eyes begin to wander, I am in a stained tub with all of my clothes still on me.
I have had the distinct pleasure of knowing, for a considerable portion of my life, both of them individually, before knowing them as a couple. The beautiful girl that every boy in our class was madly in love with and the boy from the baseball team, who I didn't like much at the time. Spending time with the two of them is like sl...
Everyone is so panicked, so rushed, so busy. I sit and watch how they all run to and from the train only stopping once safely (sometimes) on or off and the first thing they do is check their phones thinking that they will have 100 urgent notifications that all just came through from when they checked it 45 seconds ago. No one looks up. No eye contact. No asking how other people how they are. No smile.
Personal Narrative There lay her limp body staring up at us. Her cold eyes were no longer
This is because theft does not achieve happiness, generosity or fulfill the human good. According to Aristotle, the human good comes to be disclosed as a being-at-work of the soul in accordance with virtue (Aristotle, 1098a16). In other words, one must work hard and practice what they intend to achieve in order to be successful. Theft skips the step of working hard.
Stealing is a common problem in society. While some people steal once or twice, other People are unable to resist the urge to steal things. Some people steal because they do not have the money to purchase items. Some may get a thrill from stealing. Others feel entitled to get what they want without payment.
Melanie woke up with nothing other than research on her mind. She knew that her last name was Easton and so was her mother's. What she didn't know was if that was her mother’s married name, or for that matter, if her mother had ever been married.
I was running, running as fast as I possibly could. I just couldn't get away. They were after me, I knew they were. I couldn't run forever, no one can. I knew they saw everything I did, but i didn't care. I was going to hide even if they saw it or not. I got tired of looking for a place to hide and ducked into a dark alleyway. My heart was racing, my body was shaking, and I had adrenaline coursing through my entire body. I was scared, more scared than i had ever been, and that made me worry about my chosen hiding place. I checked my wristwatch and waited for the time to come. Three......two......one...., I pushed my body off the cold, hard wall and dashed to the other side of the dumpster, but i was too late. They were right there, staring at
It was all fun and games until we heard the sirens. We went to the cops terrified that we were in so much trouble but we didn't know why, once the police told us we did nothing wrong, we all learned a very important lesson. Ask for permission before you do things. It was a bright sunny summer day in August and my friends and I went down to CMH high school to play football. Me and my friend were captains and we picked out teams. A couple of touchdowns later we heard the sirens “Wee-Woo Wee-Woo”,we were scared out of our minds.
Most middle school students spend their vacations crafting friendship bracelets and counting pimples, but during the summer after my sixth grade year, I was about to face the biggest challenge of my life. I waved adieu to my parents at the Cleveland Airport, and boarded a plane full of adolescent strangers. I was studying and touring the United Kingdom with a group of students from all over the state of Ohio. When we landed in London, our group met up with students from California. We were immediately ushered away to a hotel, where we were assigned a random roommate from the opposite state of which we resided. I will never forget my first roommate. She was the classic California girl: beach blonde hair, a perfectly golden tan, and huge eyes that most likely resembled the cerulean waves that she embraced every summer day. I, on the other hand, was fresh off the typical Ohio winter, complete with powder white skin, unruly hair (that decided its own fate), and crooked wire-rimmed glasses. She preferred running on the beach, and I would much rather practice my Math Team problems.
Since humans are imperfect, it is not unusual that one will tell little white lies or take something that he should not. So what makes a person commit fraud and take something valuable enough to be listed as a criminal offense? In order to understand why people steal, one must consider the root of a criminal's decisions. Problems caused by a non-intact family, low parental education level, poor school achievement, conduct problems hyperactivity, and emotional disorders are often associated with stealing (From A Boy To A Man 1395). This means that having only one parent, or none at all, increases the likelihood that one will steal. Parents play a huge role in how children act and many young people imitate their parents' unacceptable social behaviors.
A social status, whether you like it or not, can drag you into or out of a life of crime. A dead-broke bum with no house is forced to steal food in order to stay alive, and steal clothing in order to stay warm. Of course, you could suffer and not break any laws, but the immediate need would usually outweigh the consequences. You may not be literally forced into a life of crime, but it just might be the best choice you have. Being in such need makes stealing seem much more attractive than it would if you had no need to steal.