Brinkley Taylor February 18, 2008 Teachers name Class time The Flaws in our Court System In the summer of 2006 I graduated high school, and was ready to see what the real world was all about. The majority of my friends and I had already been accepted to the universities we were planning to attend. So just simple summer jobs and midnight partying was chores of the summer. Well at least that's what we had hoped for.
About a week after graduation one of our buddies out in Bowers hill Chesapeake Virginia decided to throw a filed party, where everyone would crank up their old trucks and meet out around a bon fire. The tailgates would be down, the Hank Williams turned up, and life was good. But on that specific night a major fight occurred and I happened to be the one who broke it up. The fight occurred over a girl, which is always a ridiculous thing to fight over, but I wont bring that topic up. So two individuals that I choose not to name, got into a fight in front of my truck. I love entertainment as much as the next good old boy, but this fight was getting out of hand so I carried my inebriated self over there and threw them both apart. They both stumbled away and left. Every one was upset mentioned and that the local sheriff was on his way. I said "great" i tooke my bloody shirt off from breaking up the fight and cranked up my Chevrolet. My friends and I decided to take a cut through since we knew the cops couldn't drive down that road. Everything worked out and everyone got home safely from what I knew.
A few weeks had gone by when I received a summons in the mail, requiring me to show up in court to testify as a witness in a court case over felonious assault. Supposedly one of the boys had received a broken jaw and serious medical attention. I was upset that I had to take off work to attend this trial, but continued to tell myself that I had done the right thing and it helped sooth me inside. I attended court like I had been summoned to do so and nothing occurred. The case was post poned to a later date due to lack of evidence. It was aggravating but I just kept it inside and did what I was told. Three months later I received another summons to return to court, this court date also was continued. The trial was continued 5 times until it was finally heard by a judge. The inconvenience that it caused me along with the other seven witnesses' was terrible.