Personal Narrative: My Experience At Drug Court

Going on this field trip to the Correctional Prison Center in Redgranite was just like I thought it would be. I’ve been to a Prison before in bigger places like Texas and California so it was similar. In all honesty there wasn’t anything I learned from this trip but it did however make me not want to be judgemental towards people. It also made me sympathetic and grateful that I’m not the one locked up behind bars.

Hey, I’m Adam. When I was younger something happened, and it was scary. Now this had no affect on anyone except me. I was playing baseball and it was turn to bat. I stepped into the batter's box, took my stance, and awaited for the pitch. It was outside for ball one. The very next pitch hit me right above my left ear. Thank god i was wearing a helmet. When the pitch was coming I didn’t know what to do. I stood there frozen waiting for the pitch to hit me, and as soon as I did I knew that the choice that I just made was a terrible one. I went to first after the coaches checked me out and I looked fine. I stole second and then the inning ended and I was put on the bench even though I insisted I was fine. I didn’t know until the next day that

When I was 16 years of age, I was put into a rehab program for two weeks. I remember how angry I was that I had to go to this program. It was not me with the problem, it was all my parents fault and they should be the ones that were getting help. I had to attend group meetings all day and speak about my problems. As the week past, I began to enjoy talking in groups and enjoyed being a part of the groups that then became my friends. I was introduced technique’s, like keeping a daily journal to help me cope with the way I was feeling and learned that I am in control of my own life. I also learned that I am responsible for my actions, nobody else. That institution, as well as the counselors/helper gave me something that stuck with me my entire

I want to now describe the last jail experience this time it was an even more dreadful experience I was now sentenced to 6 months in jail. To bring you back to how I got to that point again I had the same approach every Sunday I went to church just like I have being doing all my life. Like all the other times when I arrived on the church campus I was met by one of the guards who asked me why I was hear and reiterated the point that I was not allowed on campus. After attempting to explain to him why they had no true reason for preventing me from attending church he eventually arrested me. After the arrest the same process transpired similar to all the other times. I was handcuffed and eventually picked up by the police who took me to the

America has been battling drug and alcohol addiction for over a century. I personally have battled drug addiction for more than 7 years. I was considered a young and bright girl, with the world at her fingertips, only to wake up one day homeless and broken in an abandoned building wondering “how did I end up here?”. I had brief periods of self-controlled abstinence, but I always seemed to end up exactly where I was before, if not in a worse predicament. My addiction was insidious and perpetually lurking. Every day the behavior I engaged in increased my chance of overdose or contracting a deadly disease. Looking back, I almost welcomed death. My perspective was so bleak, I was so filled with shame, and my family had ceased all contact while

I always thought that the movies lied about how easy it was to do drugs; that not only low life people do it. No matter how good of a student or religious of person they are it does not change the fact that they could be at risk of doing drugs. Not telling my parents what was going on with my twin sister was the worst mistake I had ever made. She is my other half and not thinking of what could have happened to her was foolish of me.

Have you ever been in love with someone that was addicted to drugs? I have, and it is one of the worst things you can watch. Someone that used to be so bright and healthy, reduced to almost unrecognizable. My best friend in the entire world was the smartest person I knew, and he was on a fast track to a very bright future. Then he started messing with drugs and everything fell apart for him. I sat there, day after day, and watched him reduce himself to nothing. It was the most painful thing to watch, I couldn’t even recognize him anymore. I decided to take action when he overdosed one night and was hospitalized. I was eighteen at the time and I had just graduated and come back to my hometown for the summer. I jumped into action and I took

that are stained by the blood of inmates, from the vicious brawls and punch ups. Above the

In view of my honest admiration of the staff and the overall experience at the Reading Hospital Drug and Alcohol Center (DAC), I found it hard to find an example for this assignment. However, upon entering my internship, I was apprehensive about working with a certain staff member, who I know from when I was thirteen years old. It is safe to say that seeing this person does not evoke warm memories for me, and I fear that something unprofessional may occur on my part, such as an off-color remark. In fact, my strong feelings of repulsion of this person almost kept me from accepting the challenge of interning at this site despite the knowledge of it being an enormous opportunity for experience and learning.

Some see me as a weirdo, wimp, druggie, dumb person and even cool. No one thinks the same

My life has been effected by drugs. Not from me personally but from my older brother. He had a wife, family and of course the rest of us. His wife cheated on him and he told her to leave and that's when it started again. As a teenager he would smoke pot with his friend but Rhonda, his wife, made him slow up, never really quite. My brother, Johnathan, after Rhonda took herself and the kids by my brother request our of the picture, became worse with his drug use. Fast forward a few years ago he is now living in one of the houses owned by our family. Letting all his friends tear it up and trash the place. Causing fine after fine that he can't pay so he gives it to my mom to. We are living off my dads social secrecy since he got sick. We have two

Just like in the game of poker, it’s inevitable to emerge a victor without being dealt a few bad hands. Life is similar to a game of poker, because no matter how well you know and understand the game can’t control the placement in which the cards fall. Sometimes we wonder why we are put in the situations we are in, and what we did to deserve it, but it’s nothing we did or could control. Not every hand in life is going to be perfect, but it all comes down to how well you play the hand you are dealt. Just like the cards, we are all useful when given the opportunity

I hope that your inference that I did not have any legal experience was not an elitist assumption. I learned a long time ago that ignorance of the law is no excuse. The fact of the matter is (now) Congressman Elijah Cummings employed me to service as a paralegal in the law office of Cummings and Smith. I have also served as a legal assistant to Larry Gibson, Professor of evidence at the University of Baltimore, and partner of the law firm Shapiro and Orlando. However, one of my greatest experiences was serving as a paralegal with Mitchell, Mitchell, and Mitchell, the law office of Juanita Jackson Mitchell, a great civil rights leader, and the first African-American woman to practice law in the state of Maryland. She taught me the difference

During the interview Ann spoke a lot about how lucky she is to not be included in any legal issues while at Kennedy. During her time as a councilor she was not so lucky, during her time with a student years ago the student confide in her that she was being sexually abused. Because of mandatory reporting of abuse and neglect she had to call it in. She said that it was the hardest thing she has ever had to do. Mostly

Everyone has had the childhood memory of teachers, parents, and even your old folks saying “Don’t do drugs they’ll mess up your life and you won’t amount to anything.” Even more so with my mom after all being brought up with a drug dealer dad can alter your perception on many things and for kid who saw things that was far more mature then what 5 year old child should see. Which as a kid that is very frightening and would scare away the thought of consuming drugs or anything in that area. Unfortunately as the old saying goes “curiosity kills the cat.” Which happens to most of the young adults entering high school as a freshman by the time we reach this point many of us have been exposed to many different types of story and takes on drugs some