Personal Narrative: Justice

Justice
“I’m hungry, let’s get those cookies we have on the counter top table.” My younger sister, Samantha always got hungry right before mom would cook dinner. I looked over to see what cookies she was talking about. To my left were fresh baked chocolate chip cookies. I could almost feel the warm melting chocolate chips in my mouth. “Okay sis, don’t you remember what happened last time I took cookies out the cookie jar before dinner. Mom gave me extra chores for two weeks. I had to clean the bathrooms, take out the trash and wash dishes. You know I don’t like washing dishes. My fingers get all wrinkly and feel slimy and stuff.” I stopped talking to think of a plan. “Sam! You can go get them.” I yelled. “What, Why do I have to go? You’re a sneakier person than I am.” My sister had the dullest look on her face. “You just wanted me to get caught. You want me

to have extra chores so I’ll have to do all the work around the house. I don’t want to take out the nasty trash, it’s gross.” Samantha whined as always. Well, I guess we just don’t get to taste the cookies.
“Okay. I’ll do it. What’s the plan?” I had a smirk look on my face. My sister always listened to me. “What’s in it for me?” Samantha asked. “I will give you five dollars. I know you need that for the school spring dance this Friday.” I knew how to persuade Sam easily. Any younger siblings would take money. “This is the plan, I want you to run into the kitchen. Run straight to the cookie jar and grab a hand full of cookies.” Samantha looked at the cookies then looked back at me. “You’re a wimp if you don’t go through with the plan.” I said nonchalantly.
“Watch my back I’m going in, I’m about to do it.” I first looked in the kitchen. “The coast is clear” Sam ran in like a bolt of lightning. “I got them, I got them.” Samantha yelled in excitement. I was happy too. We headed back to my room. I closed the door so momma wouldn’t see the cookies. We evenly divided the cookies so, we both had the same about. We each had 6 cookies. One cookies was left over. “You can have this one big sis.” Samantha offered me the extra cookie. ”No little sis. This is all for you. Good Job.’ I lightly patted her on her back for her accomplishment. We begin to eat the cookies. “They are so delicious. My sister’s face was priceless. I begin to get butterflies. I had a gut feeling something was going to happen.
It was now around 6:30 when momma would start cooking dinner. My sister and I weren’t even hungry because, we just ate those cookies. “Dinner is ready” mom yelled. We rushed into the kitchen as if we were hungry. We sat down and grabbed hands, bowed our heads and momma begin to pray. “Dig in!” mom said. Samantha and I looked at each other. We grabbed our forks and begin to eat. Momma had this suspicious look on her face. She had the impression something was going on. “So what happened to the cookies in the jar?” mom asked wondrously. I looked down as I didn’t know what she was talking about. I had the feeling she was going to snitch on me.
“Momma, I did it.” Samantha confession in sorrow.

I was in a stage of shock. I really thought she was going to blame me for taking the cookies. “I was hungry and I didn’t think I could wait for dinner to be done cooking. I took the cookies without asking. I’m sorry momma.” Samantha’s story sounded so fake but, I went alone with it. “It’s okay sweetheart. Next time just let me know and we can fix the problem. You did break the rules and I want you take out the trash tonight and tomorrow.” Mom commanded. Wait, is that all she has to do? I yelled in an angry voice.
We sat there at the dinner table. My lips were poked out, I was mad. I just didn’t understand. How is it I get two months’ worth of chores and my sister gets two days. She admitted what she did but that shouldn’t make any difference. We still broke the rules. “Please excuses me.” I got up from the dinner table to make a phone call. I called Aunt Jackie. She was a Judge so, I knew she would know how to fix this problem. I told her the whole story. I was hoping she would take my side. Mother! I am taking you to court. I’m suing you for wrongful

punishment.
The following day was such a beauty. The sun was shining, and the wind was blowing. I was ready to go to court. We sat up chairs and made a podium for the judge. “I call the Plaintiff and the Defendant down.” Momma, Samantha and I all walked down together. “Rise your right hand. Repeat after me” Aunt Jackie held the bible up and said something so fast I couldn’t even repeat it. We walked behind out stands. “Lets her your side of the story Ms. Raven.” I had never heard someone call me Ms. Raven before. I begin to feel really important. While I was telling my story, Judge Jackie begin to right things down. I believe she was taking notes. “Okay Defendant, tell your side.” Momma begin to tell her side. I didn’t want to hear her side of the story. I knew what happened. I just wanted to know why. After momma finished I knew what was going to happen next. “Ms. Raven what are you suing for?” Auntie asked. “I’m suing for justice. Why is it that we both take cookies and I get into more trouble than my sister?” “Plaintiff can you answer that?” I looked at my mom, ready for her to answer the question. Momma then answered “When Raven took the cookies she lied about the situation and, she didn’t want to tell me what had happened. In this situation Sam confessed. I gave her lesser chores and the amount of days to do them.
Aunt Jackie was still writing things down. I wish I knew what she was writing. I looked over to momma side. She was looking back at me. Judge Jackie begin to stack all the papers together. Aunt Jackie said in an intent voice “In the State of Florida the Plaintiff is granted more time on the Defendants chores time. Granted one week and three days.” A smiles speared across my face. She banged her gavel and count was done. I stunk my tongue out and my sister. We all walked back into the house and had lunch. My sister looked at me with an attitude. “Justice has been served”