Melodrama Narrative Essay

I never thought the day would come where I’d have to admit to myself I had an addiction. The hardest part was to except the fact I was an addict of painkillers and admitting it to my family so that I could get the help and support needed to get clean. The road leading to my addiction started with the factors of my childhood, always trying to fit in and not being supported emotionally from my parents. Having a child at the age of sixteen was the second factor, which made me grow up faster than a normal child at my age would have had to. Living the life of an addict was a struggle everyday but, getting help was the hardest part of it all. I’ll live with this disease for the rest of my life because recovery is a

The judges are not excluded in these emotions, rather the constant battle between parties leaves the judge under pressure to have control of the courtroom. Emotions exhibited

It was unclear why the judge would deny justice to the vulnerable woman in such a humiliating manner which gave a lead to the corruption that exists in Nevada’s courtrooms (Smartt, 2016). The arrest of Fox on the other hand also gave leads on the chain of incidents that happen in Nevada courts of humiliation and abuse. Thereafter, there were cases marshals who chocked citizens in a courtroom. After the arrest of Fox, he sued for unfair termination and arrest. On the other hand, Judge Patricia was also fired due to misconduct in the courtroom and negligence of work. It was also suspected the judge had been bribed by the plaintiff’s

As I entered the court, the trial has already commenced so I did not really know how a real trial started. I sat in the back where the public sits, facing the judge bench. The courtroom was cold and quiet. Especially it was very small, much smaller and less impressive than I expected.. Everyone was in formal dressing code. There were just a few number of spectators and family members in the court room. There was a clerk who was typing everything what was happening during the court time. Judge Krocker appeared to have things under control and had the proceedings moving forward smoothly. She was a very friendly lady with short blonde hair. She was listening attentively. She spoke clearly and distinctly so that everyone in the courtroom could hear. Samuel Gallegos is a white man about 5 '8 tall. He looked quite nervous while some police officers were standing behind him. From what I understood, this case was really happening back in 2014 and the suspect has criminal history relating to assault of child and another related case to this case. On my left hand side were the bailiffs while some others stood observed

I chose to do my analysis on the short story, “The Story Of An Hour”. The themes I see in this story is the quest for identity/coming of age, romantic/love, birth, and death. It is about a woman named Mrs. Mallard. She was an elderly lady and had a heart complications. Her sister Josephine and her husband’s friend Richards had to break the news to her that her husband, Brently Mallard, has been killed in a railroad disaster. Mrs. Mallard was sorrowful and sobbed in her sisters’ arms. After her grieving process, she wanted to be alone, so she went to her room and locked herself in. As she sat in the window, she seem to be calmer and accepted her husband’s death. She was not distressed of what had happened. She began to say the words “free” and her heart

In the courtroom, the team of magistrates and officials had a difficult time arriving at a verdict. One of the judges, Jonathan Selleck, observed that “trying to prove an invisible crime in court was not easy and could lead to serious problems, both inside and outside the courtroom” (Godbeer 53). The legal aspects of the case were extremely intricate and complex. The judges wanted to make the right decision, one that would benefit the community at large, while at the same time, trying to learn from the court proceedings that took place in

Bogira paints a portrait of some of the more personal and nuanced day-to-day activities that go into courtroom behavior and decision making. Describe some of the often overlooked aspects of day-to-day court operations (i.e., judges background, public pressures, defense attorney and prosecutorial ambitions, etc.) and how they may affect court outcomes for defendants. Bogira paints a portrait of the real side of the law and after reading Courtroom 302 I’m applauded at the things I’ve read. Bogira’s showed a different side to prosecutors, detectives, and judges detailing the little to no interest they had in righting the wrongs caused by the court.

I could hear the rustling and whispering in the courtroom as I waited inside around the corner in my office.  I waited for them to settle down a bit and I made my entrance. Everyone stood up as I took my place behind the bench.

At 1:10 p.m. on the second floor of the Superior Court many people came to the first hearing of the case of methamphetamine possession of Penelope Hewitt. About 20 people were waiting to go to the courtroom. Some were talking to each other or even laughing. Some were just staring into space, but most of them were just playing with their phones. It’s a bright hall with light ceiling and light walls with pictures of Catawba county from the 20th century and a portrait of a judge. For the place where people’s faith is being

So for the first time in my life I set foot in a courtroom. Immediately I see a lady at a desk documenting papers next to the throne of which the judge sits in, followed by the opposing sides of the district prosecutor representing the “People”. On the opposing side of the courtroom there is the

“The accused needs to stand.” The tribunal judge’s voice echoed throughout the cavernous courtroom. Although he sat high upon his chair behind his raised bench, the lighting around him was dim, providing a sense of anonymity. To his right, a collection of citizens, too, sat shrouded in anonymity.

This theory looks at how we present ourselves in social situations in terms of our identity.

“Robbery and assault are serious offenses,” the judge pronounced. The room fell silent, except for the obsolete ceiling fan gyrating above. Trembling before the judge, Andre glanced up to notice the judge’s long, silvery hair before careening his eyes to a dark corner.

The judge walks in and feels a trandedius amount of

I hear them get closer and closer as the porch creaks every step to the door. My heart feels like its pounding through my chest, and sweat is pouring off my face as I sprint in a panic. I hear the key turning and the door opening just as I jump out the window.