Write about a time when you were punished unfairly for something you have not done?

Question

In your writing describe the pain you felt, the sense of ager at been unfairly treated.

You could write of wrong accused of :
1) Shoplifting.
2) Breaking something valuable.
3) Treating a younger brother or sister badly.
4) Telling a lie

Answer 1

When I was nine, the teacher accused me of putting wax on the floor of our classroom. There were these candies that had a syrup inside a wax tube. The girls used to drink the concoction and them rub the wax between their fingers until it was soft enough to fashion into false fingernails. There was wax on the floor near my desk, but I didn't do it. I felt abused! I felt betrayed by my friends, but I wasn't a snitch!
The teacher hit me with a ruler. I put up my arm in defense and my elbow got struck! She must have hit a nerve because the elbow swelled like a balloon! My mother went to the school the next day. I was not privy to the conversation, but the teacher apologized.
That was the "good ol' days," when corporal punishment was allowed in the schools. Thank God we don't allow it anymore.

Answer 2

When I was 16 I was left the responsibility of watching my 13 year old sister while my parents went away for the day. We lived next to a grocery store and while I was working at my part time job my sister went to the store and stole a carton of cigarettes for her friends and herself. When my parents were called home they were first very angry with me that I didn't watch her. I was grounded for a week with no car, phone, or t.v. until they finally listened long enough to realize that it was unfair to hold me responsible for her actions. But for that week I thought my parents were the most unfair, unreasonable, worst parents in the world (I of course know better now).

Answer 3

Well, when I was about 12, and my sister was about 9, she was being an unusually crazy brat. It was making my mom nuts. My sister was running around, acting like a crazy person. She went into her room, and I walked to the doorway. I was trying to tell her to stop acting like she was, because mom had planned on ordering pizza, and I didn't want her to change her mind. So, I was standing in her doorway, and she was standing by her closet across the room. She yelled out "Mom, Jessie hit me!!!" I wasn't even in the room. So mom grounded me for 2 days, for something I hadn't even thought about doing.

And the funny thing is that I mentioned that to her a few months ago, (it's been 20 years since that day) and she said she KNEW I hadn't hit my sister, she just wanted to make her stop it.

Answer 4

When i was 15 my friend and i had a paper route we liked to go to the groicery store and get snacks to take on our route we standing by the snacks and my friend couldnt deside what she wanted so i told her to get what she wanted and meet me in the laundry mat next door. well at the time there was these women walking by and we believe that those woman told the cashier lady that she saw us put something in our pocket because when we went to check out our stuff the lady said that someone told her that a girl wearing a blue coat put something in her pocket. and we were both wearing blue. so we had to empty our pockets and stuff and i was so nervous that i even suggested "do you want us to take our shoes off" i had snickers on too my friend had boots on so it wouldnt be very easy to stick something in my shoe! i felt very scared after that i got acused of shoplifting and how someone could stoop that low when very odviously they didnt see what they thought they saw.

Answer 5

I was a bit older.When I was 22,I was stopped for speeding.After the police officer took my information he arrested me.I spent 4 hours in jail.I was arrested for writing bad checks.There was over $5000.00 worth of checks that I had written.I was a victim of identity theft.It took years to clear my name.My own sister stole my info and set me up good.A lot of money and a judge with sense saved me.

Answer 6

I was fifteen and I had just got a new goldcart to prepare me for the drivers test a year later. It was a nice golfcart and I decided to take it for a spin around the neighborhood. I had just eaten breakfast and it was getting dark outside. My mom wanted me to go to a far away neighbors house to pick up some fliers they made for a baby shower they were planning. I was halfway there when I drove by a house that was for sell. There was a yellow golfcart in it with a little boy sitting in it with an angry face on. I heard somebody call my name, "Joel! Hey, come in here and look at this!"
I had second thoughts but I stopped the golfcart. "Hurry! Come here! I need you to do a favor for me!" He was holding a paintbrush. I rushed into the house to find out what he wanted from me. The house I stepped into was vacant, and it was not a pretty sight. Many of the windows were broken and the doors were smashed in, the walls had large holes in them and there was fresh green paint everywhere. The guy said, "Hey Joel, can you hold this paintbrush for me? I need to tie my shoe." I took the paintbrush and he poured a bucket of paint all over me. He then ran outside, closing the door behind him. I quickly wiped the paint off of my eyes and ran outside behind him. And then I realized I had left the keys in the golfcart. I ran outside to find the guy and his little brother driving away into the night. Seconds later I was blinded by a cars bright lights. It was the police...they saw the house and the green paint all over me. It wasn't pretty after that. I was charged for vandalism. They made a number up of how much money in damage was done. 300,000 dollars in damage I was charged for. My parents paid most of it off, but they sold my radio, my CD selection, my MP3 player, and my TV to help pay for it.

Answer 7

When I was 9 years old, my mother sat on my bed (which was a bunk bed) and was checking my notebooks. She found a message from the history teacher saying that I should not use the piece of paper in the back of my notebook to do drawings. She was mad at me and proceeded to get out of my bed. At the same time I proceeded to get out of the bed and we clashed head to head, so my mother cried out because it hurt to both of us. My father, who was in the other room heard all the noise and came to my room. When he saw my mother crying, he thought that I had hit my mother, grabbed my arm, thru me in the air and punched me in the face, breaking my nose. I fell to the floor and was out. When I woke up, my grandmother was arguing with my father and my mother was cleaning the blood from my face and floor. I loved my mother very much and would never in life do something to hurt her. She passed away ten years ago and I will always love her very much. But my father is a different story. He treated me abusively during my childhood and in this specific case, he treated me unfairly and abusively, as he usually did. To this day, I still feel anger and hate him very much. I try to change my mind, to at least try to love him, but it does not come out. The pain is there after 30 years. I don't speak to him to often, I don't have a good relationship with him and I don't really trust him, period. He made my life a living hell, he treated me worse than an enemy. He constantly beated me with belts and hangers for no apparent reason. He smacked my face and humilliated me in front of his friends, just as if I was not his son. Ths went on until I became 18 years old. Once I was 18, I started my rebelious years (from 18 to 21 years). After that I have never let him hit me again. The pain is there and has not left at all. I pray to GOD for forgiveness, because I don't love him, but I try. Now I have a wonderful wife and three kids and love them with all my heart. I will do anything possible to have them secured, safe and loved as long as I live. I don't want them to suffer, the childhood I had. Sorry for the long story, but it took the anger out of my chest.

Answer 8

my neighbor knocked paint over in my garage and then ran away so my dad thought it was me or my sibblings so we were all in our rooms and they accused me so they so they could get out of their rooms

talk about unfair they ganged up on me

Answer 9

2 years in the past....... while i became into examining in class8, I had my 0.5 each year exams.i became into absent for the college the day while the timetable became into given, because of the fact of fever. That day I called my chum and asked her what became into taught.She instructed me that the time table for the exams became into given.I referred to it down.interior the college I on no account afflicted to recheck the timings from my different acquaintances. on the examination day,I got here to college.i became into shocked to verify all the scholars popping out of the examination corridor somewhat of stepping into. My acquaintances got here to me and mentioned, ''the place've you been? the examination is over!'' i became into taken aback to pay attention this. How can this happen? I got here on the time my chum instructed me!-my terrific chum! She had deceived me. I went to the significant to invite if i ought to write the examination then. i became into insulted in front of all my acquaintances. They interrogated her-my so-called terrific chum. She instructed the significant that she instructed me the dazzling timings.i became into so taken aback to pay attention this that I fainted.S he became into my chum, I depended on her.I on no account knew she might try this. i became into so distressed that I lost faith in each physique. I on no account ever depended on all and sundry returned.......