I knew it was stupid,
My name is Jason, I knew it was wrong and I did it anyway! I've never done anything like this before but I started hanging out with Dj and I guess you could say he was a bad influence on me. Dj was pretty cool at first but he always seemed to be getting me to do some bad things.....ya know, smoking, skipping class and shit like that. He was new to the neighbor hood, his dad wasn't around anymore so it was just him and his mom. Dj lived in the city before he moved out in the burbs near me. I started going places I've never gone to before and lying to my dad about where I was. Lying was hard at first but then it became easier over time.....I knew what he would do to my ass If I got caught but for some reason I didn't think I would get caught.......WRONG!
Dj took me into the city one night and I told my dad I was taking part in a school project so I'd be home late....mistake #1. Dj somehow talked me into graffiti tagging a wall in his old neighborhood where he lived...I didn't want to at first but he told me it was cool and that it was down this alley and no one would see us so I told him ok...mistake #2. I started to get into it when a bunch of flashing red and blue lights came on behind us! Oh shit! We both spun around and froze in the police cruisers headlights! Oh my go i thought....all these thoughts started going through my head at one time....My Dad...the lies....jail...my ass! Please Please....I started begging God to get me out of this but that didn't happen! I looked over at Dj for some kind or hope but he was already up against the wall with his hands on his head. Obviously he has been through this before! The officer told me to turn around and put my hands behind my head....I was almost in tears by this time. I can't believe this is happening to me i thought but I knew it was my own doing. I felt the officer pulling my arms behind my back and putting the cuffs on me. That was the straw that broke the camels back....I just lost it! The tears were pouring down my face when he put those cold cuffs on me. Dj told me it's gonna be ok and to suck it up but I couldn't stop crying and shaking. We were both sitting in back of the squad car for what seemed like forever while Officer Oden ran our names through the computer. Officer was a big strong African American.....he reminded me alot of my dad....Oh Shit my dad.....I almost broke down into tears again thinking of what my dads gonna do to me...or worse, what he's gonna think of me! Officer Oden told me that I didn't have any priors and that he needed to speak to my parents before he could let me go. I'm not going to jail sir? I asked him. He said not tonight son but there will be a fine of 500 dollars for the vandalism. Shit...I would almost rather go to jail that to face my dad now! He asked for my dads number so he could come pick me up....I told him and sunk back into the seat just shaking my head and staring at the floor. I had been so involved in my own problems I forgot about Dj....he was just quietly sitting there like this was a normal everyday thing....I started to realize that for him this probably was a everyday thing! I wanted to start cussing him out for getting me into trouble and how it was all his fault but I could have stopped anytime i wanted to but I chose to go along with him and I knew it. Officer Oden told Dj that due to his previous record that he would be going to the station tonight after my dad came to get me.
We sat there for quite awhile in silence with only the police scanner going....it was the worst day of my life and was about to get worse! I saw my dad SUV pulling up along side the squad car and Officer Oden went to speak with him. I saw my dad look into the car at me and he didn't look happy.....I just sunk back into my seat. They talked for awhile and nodding there heads and then they came over to the car and let me out but left Dj in the squad car.
Boy I know you didn't decide to do something this stupid on your own! I know that thug you've been hanging with put you up to it.....now he's gonna see what happens when you screw up in this family! I knew exactly what he was talking about bit I didn't think he was seriously gonna whup my ass right here in font of officer Oden and Dj who I saw looking out at us from the back of the car. I started to do what all bad boys who got caught and tried to get out of a whuppin...I started to plead! Dad...W...what do you mean....no not here please let's do this at home! I'm sorry I know it was stupid please don't! My dad was having none of it....he was a big strong man and I knew it was gonna happen no matter what I did. Boy....I want those clothes off right now and I mean everything....When your done put your sneakers back on so you don't cut your feet on the 
broken glass that all around this alley. It's your butt that's in trouble not your feet. I guess that was his sense of humor but it didn't make me feel any better...if anything I was getting sick to my stomach! I was already on the verge of tears already....most was from fear of the pain my ass was gonna be in and the rest was from knowing that my whuppin was gonna be seen by two witnesses! No one has ever seen me get it before so I was wishing the earth would just swallow me up! When I finished and put my sneakers back on I looked at my dad with one last look of "don't do this please" looks! He told me to turn around and look at the graffiti the I had helped put on the wall ....I heard his belt being unbuckled and the sound of it being pulled through the loops. I knew his belt very well...it was a thick black and well worn belt that my ass has felt on many occasions. I had a feeling that this whuppin was gonna make all the others feel like love taps! Hands on your head son and keep them there if you know whats good for you. I could feel all three sets of eyes looking and my bare brown butt!
broken glass that all around this alley. It's your butt that's in trouble not your feet. I guess that was his sense of humor but it didn't make me feel any better...if anything I was getting sick to my stomach! I was already on the verge of tears already....most was from fear of the pain my ass was gonna be in and the rest was from knowing that my whuppin was gonna be seen by two witnesses! No one has ever seen me get it before so I was wishing the earth would just swallow me up! When I finished and put my sneakers back on I looked at my dad with one last look of "don't do this please" looks! He told me to turn around and look at the graffiti the I had helped put on the wall ....I heard his belt being unbuckled and the sound of it being pulled through the loops. I knew his belt very well...it was a thick black and well worn belt that my ass has felt on many occasions. I had a feeling that this whuppin was gonna make all the others feel like love taps! Hands on your head son and keep them there if you know whats good for you. I could feel all three sets of eyes looking and my bare brown butt!Swiiiiisssssshh........Whap! Ahhh...! I tried not to make to much noise at least at first but I could tell from that first hit this was gonna be a bad one! Whap, Whap, Whap! Ahhh....dad please! Ahhh....Oh my go.....he has never beat my ass this hard before there was know way I was gonna get through this without losing it! Thwack , Thwack Thwack! Tears were pouring down my face after those last few hits....all dignity was gone now....I was jumping up and down, crying and begging him to stop! Please I'm sorry daddy...Please! Whap, Whap, Whap!!!! It was all I could do to keep my hands on my head.....I could feel every stripe that my dad layed on my as....he was really mad and disappointed in me! Thwack, Thwack, Thwack! Whhhaaaa....I'm sorrrreeeee dad owwwwwww! I must of looks ridiculous standing there butt naked except for my sneakers getting a good whuppin....crying and screaming like a five your old! I wondered if Dj was getting a g
ood show....I was mad at him for getting me in trouble and even more mad at my self for going along with him! My dad stopped and told me to stay put and don't dare touch my bottom. He went over and spoke to Officer Oden....I couldn't quite make out what they were saying because I was still blubbering like a idiot. He came back and told me to go get in the car and to wait for him.....I went to get my clothes but he said he would get them later on......were not finished by along shot boy....when we get home were gonna finish this and then I'll give you your clothes back. I almost started blubbering again and turned to go get in the car....I didn't want to sit down so I got in the back and laid down on my stomach. I waited for about ten minutes before my dad got in the car.....he didn't even seem to notice that I was laying down but I think he understood. He told me that he talked to Officer Oden and that I would be coming down here to apologize to the owners of the building and that I would be painting the whole wall! He said it would take a few days to finish so I could expect a good whuppin every night until I got it finished! After I heard that I just put my head down and started crying again. My father also said If he could he would give my buddy Dj a good whuppin to! But I'm not his father he said so I guess he will be spending some time in jail. I heard him start the car and we pulled away a well whupped, sorry crying, little boy.
ood show....I was mad at him for getting me in trouble and even more mad at my self for going along with him! My dad stopped and told me to stay put and don't dare touch my bottom. He went over and spoke to Officer Oden....I couldn't quite make out what they were saying because I was still blubbering like a idiot. He came back and told me to go get in the car and to wait for him.....I went to get my clothes but he said he would get them later on......were not finished by along shot boy....when we get home were gonna finish this and then I'll give you your clothes back. I almost started blubbering again and turned to go get in the car....I didn't want to sit down so I got in the back and laid down on my stomach. I waited for about ten minutes before my dad got in the car.....he didn't even seem to notice that I was laying down but I think he understood. He told me that he talked to Officer Oden and that I would be coming down here to apologize to the owners of the building and that I would be painting the whole wall! He said it would take a few days to finish so I could expect a good whuppin every night until I got it finished! After I heard that I just put my head down and started crying again. My father also said If he could he would give my buddy Dj a good whuppin to! But I'm not his father he said so I guess he will be spending some time in jail. I heard him start the car and we pulled away a well whupped, sorry crying, little boy.Well boy, Officer Oden said to Dj in the back seat. That's what needs to happen to you and you know it. Dj had seen everything that had happened to his buddy and knew that he didn't want it to happen to him but in a funny way he though 
that it was still better than going back to jail....he had some bad things happen to him in juvi before and he would be going in as a adult this time and he knew it wasn't gonna be pretty!
that it was still better than going back to jail....he had some bad things happen to him in juvi before and he would be going in as a adult this time and he knew it wasn't gonna be pretty! Officer Oden........Yes he answered. Is there a way......a.....I mean I just can't go back to jail..please can't we do, I mean......I can't put my mom through that again.
Are you trying to ask me something son?
Y...yes Sir. What happended to him...could you do that to me instead of taking me in?
Are you asking my to give you a whuppin son?
Yes sir....Speak up boy? YES SIR!
Yes Sir what? I want you to give me a whuppin please!
Well son...I don't know If I should.....I'd be breaking all kind a laws if I did that. Please Sir.....I won't say a word. Well I thought this might happen. I'll telll you what....I can't do it but I think the father of the young man who you just saw get whupped might be willing to do it If you ask him nice. He sat for a moment and thought about the kind of whuppin he just gave his buddy and realized it would still be better than jail so he agreed. Ok son....he started the car and headed to his buddys house for a good whuppin! He was in tears berofe they even got there!
Any son of mine who got caught taggin someone's property would have ME painting vivid red stripes across his young butt with my strap, lots of red stripes!
ReplyDeleteEric2,thanks for the very touching story and the pics,you definitely have great talent as a writer(Maybe we could co-author a story sometime in the future to post on your blog!)I didn't do graffitti, but when I was in 9th grade, attending an all boys Catholic High School, I did get caught drawing naked pictures of women!(My horny home room classmates were paying me a dime a picture, that was my incentive for drawing the pictures in the first place!) I was busy drawing one day,when a hugh shadow loomed over me from behind, blocking out the light which I needed to draw with. I turned to tell the student behind me to move and not block out the light! But when I turned it was my homeroom teacher instead,(I'll call him, Mr.Cofax)Mr. Cofax was a hugh 6ft 7 well built , muscular man who also was our basketball coach! He quickly confiscated my drawings(I noticed that he never threw them away!)He then went back up to his desk in the front of the class and sat down! He told me to come here! I shuddered and trembled as I slowly and reluctantly got out of my seat,taking all the time that I could to walk up to his desk! I thought, here I am, a skinny,black student with glasses,. As thin as I was he would break my little black bubblebutt in two with the massive swings of his thick oak paddle! I started to fearfully imagine my behind as smoldering,charred,pulverized buttmeat!The thought of this made me want to whimper.I silently prayed to God for a way out of this. When I finally got to his desk, Mr. Cofax berated me for drawing in his class! (He opted not to paddle me). Instead,he then opened a desk drawer and very seriously and solemnly told me to stick my hand in it! I thought"Oh my God! he is going to slam that drawer on my hand! Beads of perspiration formed on my forehead. Cringing, I put my trembling hand down in the drawer, when he went to close it , I quickly pulled it out of the way! Mr. Cofax told me that I wasn't cooperating and to put my hand back down in the open drawer. Visibly and nervously shaking, I put my hand down in the drawer again and once again I pulled it out quickly just as he slammed the drawer shut! This went on for a few times. Then finally, Mr. Cofax asked me if I was going to cause any more trouble in his class! In a voice tinged with fear and relief, I shrieked"No Sir!" "then go back to your seat!" I did and was silent and obedient the rest of the day, hell, the rest of the school year!(His strategy of using the psychology of fear on me worked as well as an actual buttwhupping!) Yeah Eric2, I can hear saying,"Damn AyeJay1! another buttwhupping you deserved, but lucked out on!"What can I say? I was blessed.( Maybe someone would make up for it by giving me extra birthday licks this year) Thank goodness! Mr. Cofax didn't notify my parents either! Both my mother and dad would have taken turns wearing my butt out with a bare azz OTK buttwhupping! Also when I was in 4th grade, a mother came to visit our class to check up on her son, after buying groceries, in fact she had a tall grocery bag with her! When the teacher told her how bad her son had been. This mother surprised all of us by reaching in her shopping bag and pulled out a long switch! She proceeded to whip her son right then and there in class, in front of everybody! She whipped his behing all over the classroom! I remember ducking under my desk to avoid getting hit by the switch she was hitting him with! She chased him around the room, hitting him here and there,until she cornered him at the teacher's desk! There she tore his little black 4th grade butt up! There were pieces of broken switch all over the classroom! Needless to say that kid did not act up anymore!(LOL)! Those were the good "old days" Right Eric2? Where you had to behave in school unless you wanted be embarrassed with a buttwhupping in front of your teacher and classmates! Maybe we could straighten out all the juvenile delinquent behavior in school if we brought that back, What do you think,Man?
ReplyDeleteHi Ayejay...I'm glad you liked the story and yes it looked like you got away with another one....lol! I don't know about my writing skills though...I've been told my grammar and punctuation isn't the best but I try! Your lucky there isn't a time machine that can go back a take care of those unpunished moments....I guess I would be lucky as well! That teacher was playing some mind games it sounded like.....what was all that about? Man that was crazy with the desk draw! But I guess thats the price a great artist like yourself has to pay! I remember in 6th grade our teacher had a paddle but I never saw him use it until one day when two other boys in the class left school and went across the street to the store and got back late after lunch. He was pretty lenient about those things but he was pretty mad that day and gave them both three hard whacks on the seat of there pants and they were both crying there eyes out and squirmin in thier seats for quite awhile. Later he found out that the clock in the store was messed up and he apologized to them. Nothing more was said as far as I knew and I only saw kids get the paddle in a playful way after that. Darn! Of corse I was the golden child so I never got it! lol
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