Your 100 Word Challenge this week is to write 100 words – no more, no less – based on the prompt:
Silence in Court!
How will you interpret this ahead of our trip to the Royal Courts of Justice?
I can’t wait to read them!
Miss T
Your 100 Word Challenge this week is to write 100 words – no more, no less – based on the prompt:
Silence in Court!
How will you interpret this ahead of our trip to the Royal Courts of Justice?
I can’t wait to read them!
Miss T
Set in 1948
I walked cuffed down the corridor surrounded by over prisoners like me.I could see there cold gazing eyes staring at me.All I did was look at the floor with a grin on my face.I could hear my feet thumping on the floor echoing and bouncing off the rusty surface of the walls.I sturdily approched a metal door chained to the wall as the officer unlocked the padlock cautiously.What was inside the room?Puzzled he then knew what was going to happen as he starred at the rope hanging from the celling.He slowly approched the rope and sat on the wooden chair……
I stood, shaking. I had been accused of stealing a boy’s phone and hurting him. I hadn’t done anything. ‘ Silence in court, the Usher bellowed. The boy was asked to give evidence. “She was in the shop. I was angry at her because she was being loud. I admit that I did call her a name then” said the boy. He smirked. That much was true. “Did she do anything to you after you called her a name?” questioned the Judge.”Well no, she just walked off” he concluded. The prosecution team started to whisper loudly. “SILENCE in court!”
You have been found guilty of stealing £4000 from Barclays bank. I suddenly awoke from my nightmare. I know I did steal it but I don’t want to go to prison. What will my friends think? That I’m a thief? What will my teachers think? And most of all will my family respect me any more? Which brings me round to why I stool £4000. My dad is in prison (hopefully that wont run in the family) and my mother is sick. She needs an operation but can’t afford the money. All I wont is to be found not guilty
“Silence in the court! Can the convicted please stand.”shouted the judge. Slowly I stood up. ” Are you Ben Smith?” Timidly I
nodded. “Now be seated.” I knew I hadn’t robbed the woman but clearly they thought I had! Witness One was saying she pulled me away from the scene. I knew she was lying because she hadn’t been there and when I objected the judge shouted at me. Then four other witnesses said their speeches. Next it was my turn to speak. When I was done, the jury left and fifteen minutes later they came back. “He isn’t guilty” they chorused. Relief filled me!
“Silence in court!”, said the Judge. “I will not have such noise in my courtroom.” ” But sir, a £1500 pound fine is something that I cannot afford.” “Then I shall have to put you in prison.” Said the Judge. I didn’t know what to do. It was either pay the fine which I cannot afford or follow my dads footsteps in prison. My mum can manage on her own and we will be put on the streets if we pay the fine so the only way we can keep the house and not go hungry is if I go to prison.