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The Secret of Iris (Pt. 2)
From the moment I stepped into the Sullivan Juvenile Correctional Facility, my life took a different trail than I had ever imagined. I was robbed of so many childhood experiences. My first day of school, playing in the snow, Christmas mornings, and much more. As far as I knew, my dad was in some maximum security death row. My step-mom, Claire, was in Georgia somewhere in a prison. Robbie was in another juvenile facility in the middle of nowhere. I was only four years old and deserted. The lady who had been with me since my arrival, who I later identified as Miss Olivia, directed me to my new room, which I'd be staying in for the rest of my time there. We climbed up the stairs to the second floor and followed the hallway down the corridor D. The hallways were a very pale yellow and quite wide. We soon approached room B028, my room. She unlocked the door and opened it for me.
By Jessica Critch8 years ago in Criminal
The Secret of Iris (Pt. 1)
The sound of clanging bars, angry whispers, and grunts replaced the sound of my parents' voices. Most children have their first memories being a trip to Grandma's house or jumping off the diving board for the first time. In my case, that was the illustration of me, my 12-year-old half-brother, my stepmom, and my dad in a van speeding down the street with the sounds of sirens echoing in the distance.
By Jessica Critch8 years ago in Criminal
Loving the Loveless Pt. 6
August 27, 2018 at 3:00 pm MUSC, Charleston, SC Sebastian Kane "Dr. Kane?" He looked up from the case folder spread out on his desk at Dr. Ilyza Ukinov with a frown. She was normally down in the E.R. as a rape trauma doctor, so for her to be up here there must be another case. But by the way she stared at him with sympathy and the understanding a doctor only had when they were about to break horrible news about a loved one his stomach dropped to a ping pong between his knees. And he knew by the way her expression softened that it wasn't a case. It was something worse.
By Rhys B. Crabtree8 years ago in Criminal
Nylex
The virtual watchmen surveyed their gaze across the abandoned street, piercing through the midnight darkness, seeking for any signs of trespassers and unruly fiends. Although these security cameras were state of the art, they were no match for our speed. We had prepared extensively for this operation; our faces were hidden behind ski-masks, our bodies blended in the night with matching all-black vests, joggers, and sneakers. We were one with the shadows of the night; we were invisible. As we dashed across the street like silent panthers pouncing on their prey, we glanced up at the looming tower above; like those before us, we knew what awaited at the tower's peak. We ducked behind an emerald green shed and came face to face with a barbed wire fence. My friend nodded calmly, signalling me to grab two pairs of wire cutters hidden inside my bag. As we made quick work of the pathetic steel defence, we couldn’t help but laugh in excitement as we crawled through the rabbit hole and stood right outside of the concrete fortress of Nylex.
By Thomas Rozema8 years ago in Criminal
Loving the Loveless Pt. 5
August 27, 2018 at 1:30 PM Northwoods Mall, North Charleston, SC Detective Derek Kyle He pushed wearily up from his chair to toss his empty food container in the trash before plopping back down at the table with a dejected sigh. O'Shaunnesy just rolled his eyes.
By Rhys B. Crabtree8 years ago in Criminal
Dead Man Walking on New Year's
The music is loud, the place is messy, but hey, you're having fun. The fact that you snuck in to Marco's New Year's party makes it even better! While you're not "That Unpopular Guy," you weren't popular enough to be formally invited. Of course, that didn't stop you. Besides, it's either this or spending New Year's at home alone watching Let's Plays on YouTube. Your parents are at a friend's party and your own friends are busy with family.
By Monos Alba8 years ago in Criminal
Loving the Loveless Pt. 4
July 16, 2018 at 3:30pm MUSC Front Lobby, Charleston, SC Sebastian Kane He wanted to run through the halls but he had a reputation to uphold, both professional and personal, so even though he was beyond late, he kept his pace at his normal long-strided clip.
By Rhys B. Crabtree8 years ago in Criminal
Loving the Loveless Pt. 3
July 16, 2018 at 9:05AM MUSC, Downtown Charleston, SC Brianna Steele She hated the heat with a passion she didn't have words for. Why mom ever thought moving from Illinois to fucking South Carolina was a good idea was absolutely beyond her.
By Rhys B. Crabtree8 years ago in Criminal
Unbreakable Bond
Delilah knelt on the saturated ground in front of the weathering stone. She wanted to trace the engraved name with her fingertips, but each letter would only be a reminder of our disintegrating memories. Us walking along the darkened road, careless about how far we were going. The headlights flashing in front of our eyes as a white Bentley drew to a slow crawl beside our barely visible frames. Stopping, window rolling down, a face in shadow. He must have known that the car would catch our attention. It put us at ease; not like the dodgy, rundown cars that you see in films. We were caught up in a moment of rebellion and we felt invincible.
By Morgan Georgia Blanks8 years ago in Criminal
Loving the Loveless Pt. 2
July 16, 2018 at 7:10am The North Bureau, North Charleston, SC Detective Derek Kyle "Yo, DK!" Derek sighed heavily, thankful that the bullpen was louder than usual following the morning shift change so that his sergeant wouldn't be able to hear the sound. The Cajun male wasn't known for taking sass before noon. At least not without an unhealthy amount of coffee.
By Rhys B. Crabtree8 years ago in Criminal
