Peter was in Year 10 at Oxbridge High School. He had just been elected as the student representative by his classmates and teachers, and they respected his enthusiasm and positive attitude towards academic studies. He was really popular and up until today, he had never been in any serious troubles, but all this was about to change and it was all caused by “The Bad Day”!
Each morning, his mother would drive him to school and he would happily saunter into the classroom and catch up with his friends or school work before the siren signalled the start of the first lesson. However, this morning his normal routine was in turmoil.
Peter’s mother was out in the car already, honking on the horn, as they were running really late. It was all Peter’s fault as he had turned the alarm clock off to charge up his mobile phone and then failed to reset the alarm. Peter accidentally slammed the front door behind him, made the front glass windows rattle and shake noisily in their frames. To make matters worse, as he raced down the driveway he knocked over a beautiful potted azalea on the way. His mum was really annoyed and told him to take more care next time and to buckle up quickly. Next, he realized he had left his lunch on the kitchen counter but did not want to make his mother even more annoyed with him. So off they went. Half way to school he felt brave enough to declare his forgetfulness and asked if he could have some lunch money. He said he would buy something from the canteen. Mum said she only had fifty dollars in her purse so he was told to take that and bring the changes home.
She dropped him off in the parking area outside of a shop and told him he could walk the rest of the way as she was really late for her first appointment. As he w...
... middle of paper ...
...om the store. He ran down to it picked up a few scattered items off the path, and then returned with it. He asked if it was Peter’s bag and he replied, “Yes.” Unfortunately, the boys must have tried to put some of their “loot” into the bag but dropped it in there haste to escape.
Peter was not stunned, he was shocked, but he had a clear head. He scanned around the shop, everyone was staring at him, judging him and he felt really uncomfortable. Suddenly, he spotted something, a witness! Well, an electrical witness. There it was, the security video camera, glaring right at the place where it all happened.
“Excuse me? If you still don’t believe me, video footages can’t lie right?” Peter pointed at the camera. Everything was clear after watching the video recordings. The shop keeper offered a formal apology to Peter and a free lunch after knowing his current situation.
The officers began to search the apartment without a warrant. As the officers continued searching, one of them (Officer Nelson) found some expensive stereo equipment. The officer had a hunch that the equipment was stolen, so he moved the stereos to record the serial numbers. He then called police headquarters and it was confirmed that indeed the stereo equipment had been stolen. The officers then seized the stereo equipment.
Sixth grader Jodee enrolled at a private academy and the first few months were without incident. Jodee reveled in having friends and tried to do everything right to stay in good standing. The trouble started when she called her mother to leave the party early. Jodee begged her mother not to tell her what was going on with the twelve-year-olds—but they were all caught in the act. Monday morning at school she found her favorite suede shoes floating in a toilet bowl of urine with a note attached—“Bitch, this is just the beginning.”
She sucked in her cheeks but stared past him and said nothing. Anders saw that the other woman her friend, was looking in the same direction. And then the tellers stopped what they were doing, and the customers slowly turned, and silence came over the bank. Two men wearing black ski masks and blue business suits were standing to the side of the door. One of them had a pistol pressed against the guard’s neck. The guard’s eyes were closed, and his lips were moving. The other man had a sawed-off shotgun. “Keep your big mouth shut!” the man with the pistol said, though no one had spoken a word. “One of you tellers hits the alarm, you’re all dead meat. Got it?”
It was time for his flight he only packed the essentials because he was only allowed to bring 7kgs ''thank god I left all that junk behind''
that that was his job. He would just wait outside for everyone to finish with their business. Their business being, listening to their recorded lies. At this point the Person starts questioning the Attendant about getting food to eat or drink but there is no kitchen for that to happen. The Person then keeps asking questions about the Attendant dreaming. The Attendant then...
Rivera, 445 Mass. 119, 833 N.E.2d 1113 (2005). In Rivera, a convenience store’s surveillance camera recorded a violent robbery. The victim refused to open the register despite several demands by two masked robbers. The robbers then left the store and the victim pursued them. One of the robbers then shot the victim and fled the scene. Id. at 1116. Similar to Rivera, Dr. Knowles’s camera was installed by a private party for security purpose, but the court held that the convenience store’s recording was not secretive because the surveillance camera was in plain view, where a person is likely to know they are being recorded. Id. Relying on this decision, the police department may distinguish their case by arguing that even if cameras are installed for security purposes, they are a violation of privacy if not apparent to the public. See also Commonwealth v. Jackson, 370 Mass. 502, 349 N.E.2d 227, 339 (1976) (“It is clear that the Legislature intended that the statutory restrictions be applicable…to the secret use of such devices”). The police may argue that the state-of-the-art eye equipment was not detectable. Since it is a webcam from a private investigation firm, it is meant to be undetected by the naked
Gill, M., & Turbin, V. (1998). CCTV and shop theft: Towards a realistic evaluation: In C. Norris, J. Moran, & G. Armstrong (Eds.), Surveillance, closed circuit television and social control (1998) (pp. 189-204):. Aldershot: Ashgate: Print
He sprints to the maintenance department to check out the tape from the security camera. It sounds like everyone can hear his heartbeat sound, “Why are you so nervous?” Mr. Bob, the maintenance guy,
Cindy was in the kitchen making dinner, when the door bell rang ?Cindy go get the door!? shouted her aunt. Cindy took her apron off, and rushed to answer the door. Standing at the door was a servant from the palace with a paper in his hands, ?good day ms, the king ordered me to deliver an invitation to the ball? ?thanks? Cindy said taking the invitation and went to show her aunt. Her aunt and cousins were excited about the news, they went shopping the next day leaving Cindy alone in the house to do all the work, while they spent all her parents? money.
It was a beautiful Saturday morning on January 6. The winter air was crisp and the view was amazing. The soft salty scent from the ocean filled the air. Off the balcony on the second story of the Long Beach Yacht Club I could see the light swells of the Pacific Ocean. The small crashing of waves added to the peaceful instrumental background sounds as the ceremony was about to begin. January 6, my wedding date, was a day that changed the rest of my life.
There are two witnesses of the crime. At the junction of the robbery Mavis came to the post office to send a parcel, once she has seen the crime she fainted and collapsed in the doorway. Charlie after seen Mavis made the second shoot in the crime scene to the window. When Bert was trying to drag Mavis aside he cuts his hand on some of the glass on the floor. Johne saw the incident and tried to stop them and Ali hit John on the head with the butt of the gun and fired in his leg. Wilfred a retired soldier saw perpetrators during the perpetrators were changing cars and informed to the police.
moping around. If looking down at us now, she’d say ‘What’s the matter with you two. Why don’t you start practicing what you preach?’ Now, come on and I'll race you home." Without another word she started to run. It took BA a second to react, and then he chased her. At virtually the same time they reached the back porch. After unlocking the door he picked her up and carried her through.
It was finally the first day of school; I was excited yet nervous. I hoped I would be able to make new friends. The first time I saw the schools name I thought it was the strangest name I’ve ever heard or read, therefore I found it hard to pronounce it in the beginning. The schools’ floors had painted black paw prints, which stood out on the white tiled floor. Once you walk through the doors the office is to the right. The office seemed a bit cramped, since it had so many rooms in such a small area. In the office I meet with a really nice, sweet secretary who helped me register into the school, giving me a small tour of the school, also helping me find
It was late summer. The weather was gradually changing to autumn, which was noticeably seen on the leaves that were starting to turn orange. The sun was out, but it wasn’t too hot or too cold outside. In fact, it was actually soothing; the cold wind blowing, paired with the warm sun shining above.
...y brother and took the dog out. I jumped into the shower and did a fast wash. I ran to my bedroom to get dressed and took a quick look at the clock. I had plenty of time. I got dressed, and I even changed my shirt twice because I could. I went down for breakfast and the coffee was ready. But, I was alone. My heart started racing. In my hurry to get ready, I did not notice that my mom and brother were not up. “Oh no”, I thought. I dashed to my mom’s room and yelled, “Get Up, Get Up!, you need to hurry or I am going to be late for school.” My mom looked at me and said, “Why are you in such a big rush today, when normally I cannot get you to open your eyes at this time?” I yelled, “Hurry or I am going to be tardy and get suspended.” My mom just smiled and pulled the covers over her head. As she did that, I could just hear her say, “Trace it is Saturday.”