So let me fill you in on what has been happening in my life. First off, let me tell you about this “outreach” that different churches have started. It’s called Street Angels. Basically what they do is go out in town on Fridays and Saturdays at night to help different people. Like those who are drunk, depressed anyone who needs help really. They talk to them, call the police or ambulance if needed things like that. It’s a pretty cool thing they are doing. Another thing that they do is they have a close relationship with the police. The police allow them to bring along a plastic tube like thing so that if they find or if someone gives them any weapons they can keep it and later hand it over to the police. The good thing about that is if anyone voluntarily gives up any weapons they won’t get in trouble. The police will not take names.
The disaster night was last Friday. I went out to town with a few friends to hang out. While I was waiting for them to arrive one of my friends from church came up to say hi. She was helping with the Street Angels that night right. So we talked for a bit then she left, but said that if I needed her she would be around the area. Anyways, when my friends arrived we started walking down the street to meet some other people. Next thing we knew when we got there was that there had been an accident. One of the people we were meeting up with was talking across the road and got hit by a car. It was the worst thing…there were police people all over and ambulances there…The guy wasn’t dead just hurt pretty bad…One of my friends knew the guy pretty well and was really upset. Of course being a guy instead of crying he got mad and told us that he wanted to get back at the people in the car… I said, “Guess there is going to be a fight tonight”. Of course I was mad at the people in the car. The bad thing about it was that my friends are not a good type and they carry knives and stuff around the place. Tonight though they had put them all in a box and hid them. I knew by how mad we all were if we actually met the people things would not turn out good. So I made a plan in my head that I was going to give the knives to the Street Angels without my friends knowing so that nothing bad would happen again.
What we didn’t know was that one of the guy’s in my group who brought his sister along that night was going to get freaked out. She said she was going to go home and I offered to walk her up the road to wait for her dad to come and pick her up. While we were waiting she went a pay phone and made a call. I didn’t think anything of it. To make this all short. It turns out she had called the police and told them that we were planning on fighting with some people and that we had knives. Stupid!!! I would have never let that happen and I doubt that the guys would have fought because they are not like that.
Anyways, when she left before going to find my friends again I met up with my friend with Street Angels and took them to where the knives were and gave them all of them. What I didn’t know was that the leader went back on her word and radioed the police and told them about the knives which they linked to me from the call. By the time I got to the end of the road about to meet my friends two officers came and arrested me on 4 accounts of having weapons. SO NOT FAIR! I got our on Saturday evening and now I have to go to court and could face jail or community service!! All because I did the good thing and turned in knives that didn’t even really belong to me. On Sunday I went to church and talked with the Street Angels and they realized that what they did was not right, but it was too late.
I have to be in court on the 9th of February at 9:30am!!!! I’m freaking out…
I have no idea why things like this keep happening to me…am I being tested or something? Cause if I am I don’t know how much more I can take before I blow up.
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