Tuesday, October 23, 2012
FALSE ACCUSATIONS
Have you ever been accused of doing something that you truly did not do? How did it make you feel? Have you ever believed someone to be guilty of doing wrong when in fact they were innocent? Have you ever accused someone of doing something wrong when you did not know for sure that they were guilty of doing it? Think about being falsely accused. Tell a story that involves a false accusation. Use all of your artistry as a writer to tell this story. YOU HAVE 10 MINUTES.
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I have been accused of doing something that I didn't do. I get annoyed when this happened, because the feeling of knowing that you didn't although you're being punished is the worst. A couple years ago, apparently my brother bought something online for $120 on the interent using my dads credit card. And my dad thought it was me since it was something i would buy, a nerf gun. He used my computer so it showed up on my history and I had no hard evidence to prove it was him. And again, it was the worst feeling ever.
ReplyDeleteEmma Benun
ReplyDelete"MOM! EMMA STOLE MY SHOES!" I usually hear that about once a day. My sister is very protective of her belongings, and as soon as she can't find something, she blames me. Wether it be a box of candy, a sweater or a pair of shoes, or her headphones for her iPod, I'm the first person she interrogates. If I want to borrow her sweater, I'll ask. Another thing about my sister is that she loves candy. She will go down to the corner store, and then keep her stash in the pantry. Sometimes, when we're at my dad's house, my mom might steal some of it, or she may have left it lying around and the dog got to it. Either way, I'm still the first one she blames. I wonder who she'll blame when I leave for college?
I have been accused of a lot of things in my life, but from mostly my brother. My brother always accuses me of taking his stuff or taking his food while he is not looking. Although it is me alot when I take his food, it really hurts when he accuses me of something that I didnt do. For one instance my brother had lost his take home quiz, which was very important to him, and he accused me of taking it and I did not take it. I tried to explain to him that he might have misplaced the quiz, but no he keep on yelling and screaming at me for something that I didnt do, and it really hurt. It hurt because I was the only one who knew that I didnt take it.
ReplyDeleteI am always accused of doing something I didnt do. Usually everyday, my Mom comes home and says somethink to me, such as "Jake, why is the cookie box in the closet empty?", although I havent eaten a cookie in weeks. I would think to myself that i am not the only boy in this house, but being a good boy, I take the blame and throw it away. This makes me angry, because it makes me feel like I am the cause of all of the problems in the house. I have felt that people did something, yet they didnt. When I see empty soda cans on the couch, I usually think it is my Mom, who drinks soda everyday, yet in actuality, it is my Dad, not her. False accusation occurs a lot in my house. There is usually one person who is to blame for everything. One story of false accusation is me leaving electronics on overnight. On Friday, I spent the night finishing a project on the computer, finished at night, and went to bed. When I went down, my Dad was using the computer. My Mom came down, saw that it was on, and said "You lost the computer for the day. I've told you countless times to turn it off before you go to bed." In actuality, my Dad just used it, but I was blamed. I don't like accusation of anything, because it changes my mood and I get high tempered.
ReplyDelete-Jake Burlingame
Jason Hopkins
ReplyDeleteHello, My name is Bob Marley. Back in 7th grade, I was accused of puttig a thumb tack on the teacher's chair. It all started when I befriended Al Capone. He was always getting into trouble and being the class clown. Our teacher, Mrs. Buttersworth, absolutely hated this kid's guts. The principal told AL, if he got into trouble again, he would be expelled. My mom didn't want me hanging with this kid anymore. We got into a fight, and our friendship was no more. I caught him in the act, the only person who saw. During gym, he hid the thumbtacks in my bag and a set of notes to annoy the teacher. He told the principal that I told Al, about my supposed plan. Sadly, I was blamed for his wrong-doings. Suspension wasn't the problem, it was my mom. I got banned from everything for 10 years. Al Capone was later arrested later in his life for murders. It was kind of ironic. Well that's my story, so yeah.
I have been falsely accused many times, but the most infuriating was the time that my parents thought I bit my sister. It was the night after a birthday party for my cousin. We were all very tired but still excited about the fun. My mom said that me, my sister, and my cousins could have extra cake after all the guests left. Me and my cousins were harrassing my sister, who was laying on the couch. While laughing, I tripped and fell onto my sister. I was disgusted, I had bit her. I ran to the bathroom to wash my mouth. When I came back, instead of my expected apology to my siter, I received scolding. I was confused. I said "I tripped and fell though, I didn't purposely bite her!" , but my sister insisted I bit her on purpose. I was so mad! My sister knew it was an accident, she was lying to get me in trouble!I had never been this falsley accused before. My parents said "If it was an accident then why did you run away right as it happened?". I was then outcast to my room for the rest of the night, missing my precious cake. I didn't speak to my parents or my sister for the rest of the week. I do not like the feeling of being falsley accused at all, and if I were Tom Robinson being falsley accused of what he did, I would be furious. ~Nicole Fontecchio
ReplyDeleteRight before I turned 13 years old, my cell phone went missing. I had just gotten it, so I was still getting used to having it with me. Anyways, I looked for it for over half an hour, and could not find it anywhere. My annoying theft of a brother watched me in my search with a smirk. I could see he was keeping back laughing because he thought I was the ditsy blonde (Which I was then!) and how I loose everything.
ReplyDeleteSo, I marched right up to him and demanded he give me my cell phone back. He looked stunned.
"I don't have it!" He yelled at me.
"Yeah, I bet you do." I shot back as I raced towards his room. I heard his footsteps pound on the carpeted ground behind me as he raced to try to get to our destination before me.
I got to his bedroom door first. I yanked open the door and slammed it in my brother's face behind me and locked it. He pounded furiously for me to open it, but I just ignored him. He kept pounding until he finally came to the conclusion that I wasn't going to open the door until I was done.
"If you don't open my door I'm getting daddy!" He screamed through the door with frustration in his voice. Yes, this was probably his only plan to get me to stop going through his room.
"Then give me my cell phone!" I screamed back as I started to ransack his room again.
I looked everywhere and was done with my search after two minutes. He didn't keep much in his room. I yanked the door back open and raced around in he living room, still in my pathetic search to find my phone.
Again my brother watched me with an amused look on his face as I next ransacked the living room again. I pushed the couches back, looked under them and - finally! - I ripped the couch cushins back on the old blue couch to reveal my phone nestled between the cushin and the couch.
"I told you so!" My brother giggled behind me.
"Oh pah-lease! That doesn't mean you didn't hide it there!" I yelled.
And so began another fight to argue if he hid my phone in the couch.
When I was in my house one day, I was falsely accused of stealing my brothers Ipod. It was a very false accusaton because my brother was mad that day. When my brother is mad he makes everyone mad at him. He was mad becuase he lost his soccer game a few hours before, so that put him in that mood. My mom was in her room and started to head twards his room. Just before she could step foot into his room, Kobe started to yell. At this point I was downstairs watching TV. He accused me of taking his Ipod away from him. I have accused people of doing things that I did because I didnt want to get in trouble, but not as bad as this. After a few minuets of conflict, he looked under his bed and shure enough, his Ipod was laying on the floor. I was so relived becuase for all of the minuets the Ipod was missing my mother actually belived that I stole it. But it didnt make sence to me becasue I have my own ipod.
ReplyDeleteI have been falsely accused of hurting my little brother multiple times. It isn't true and because of that I usually freak out and put up a fight. I remember one time my brother kicked me, but instead of hurting me he ended up hurting himself. He them proceeded to tell my mom that I was the one that kicked him. I said I did not kick him and that, infact, he was the one who kicked me! My mom did not believe me and asked how he could have hurt me when he was the one that was "hurt". I said he was a child of wonders and could some how manage to hurt himself attempting to hurt me. My mom was not completely convinced and I could tell. So I told her that I did not hurt my brother and that if she did not believe me I did not know what else to do. That pretty much did it and made her see that I truely did not hurt my brother. She knew that if I had hurt him I would continue to put up a fight because I would not want to be the one to get in trouble.
ReplyDeleteTo be accused of something you did not do is one of the worst feelings possible. When you are falsley accused you feel upset, angry and confused. I know these feelings through experince. My brother and I constantly bicker and fight. The fights are usually short and end with one of us storming up to our room. Yet, one day an argument over who ate the last cookie quicky escalliated.My brother got so mad he threw his shoe at me. Thankfully I ducked and the shoe missed my head. When, I turned around I saw a large imprint on the wall of our dinning room. I picked the shoe up ready to get my brother back. However , the noise caused my mom to come down stairs. She saw me with the shoe and imadiatley thought I was the one who had damaged the wall. My mom did not believe me when I told her what had happened. Additionally, my brother did not tell her the truth. My mother took me phone away for a month as my punishment. All my brother got was a scolding for missbehaving.
ReplyDeleteMy mom makes really, really good cupcakes with this amazing frosting that is hard to resist. You find yourself wanting to taste one, to eat one when you see them sitting there on the counter. When I was younger, every year my mom made halloween cupcakes that we used to give as gifts to people in our neighborhood. There were chocolate and vanilla cupcakes with orange frosting with halloween decorations on top. One year when I was about 8 years old and my sister was about 6 years old, my mom walked into the kitchen to go get a couple of cupcakes to give to a family that lived on our street. When she came in, she saw that someone had eaten the frosting around two of the cupcakes. She accused me of eating the frosting off of the cupcake. After she brought the family a couple of different cupcakes she went back to the kitchen and told us no one was going to jump-rope practice untill we confessed. She accused me of eating the frosting off one of the cupcakes which jsut wasn't true. As a young child, it made me feel as though I was always the one getting accused of doing things that I just didn't do. Maybe it was beacause I was older... I don't know. Still, to this day I remember that incident in which I was accused on something I just didn't do. When it comes to things between me and my sister we do accuse each other of things that we both know the other one didn't do. Maybe thats what happened that day. But you shouldn't accuse people of doing things they didn't do. Take a minuet to see how they are gonna feel when you accuse them.
ReplyDeleteIt is hard to believe that even as my sister and I grow older, we still accuse eachother of the smallest things. Recently, she has been accusing me of stealing her clothes. It makes me mad to think that she truly believes that I steal her clothes. I keep telling her that I have my own clothes. However, she continues to run into my room searching for her missing pair of jeans. Later on, she will find those "missing" jeans on the floor in her room. She knows that she is wrong, but doesnt't apologize. This happens at least three times a week. Being falsely accused for something you didn't do is really annoying.
ReplyDeleteI am always being accused of junk I didn't do! I mean every day I'll just be sitting on my couch enjoying some T.V. and suddenly my mom walks through the door and says "SOLI WHY IS THERE A MESS IN THE KITCHEN?!" and I'll be like " Well Mom I can't say, I just got home. You don't think it could be one of the other darling little angels that did it?" Usually after that my mom would call my siblings over and have them clean it up, but other times when say, something is broken, I am the one who gets blamed. Even if it was later discovered that I truly didn't do it (which is usually the case) I am still required to fix it. However, when judging people on what they did and didn't do, I like to take into account what they have to say and usually check around to see if their alibi holds to its truth. Also, If there is no proof that they are responsible for the incident, then I will not accuse them either, but I will be very suspicious of them if something else happens that they were around for. I would rather set a guilty person free than punish one who is innocent.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was a young, innocent child I would always get accused of doing things. Most of the time my brother was the one who would accuse me. One time, my brother and I were playing outside like we always do. He started to annoy me so I tried to avoid him but he just kept pestering me. He wouldn't leave me alone. I tried to ask him nicely to stop but he wouldn't. I then yelled at him. He hit me and we started to go back and forth with slaps and pinches. We then both ran inside screaming to our mother that we hit each other and of course he said I hit him first. I tried to defend myself but I gave up and took the punishment which was only a "Don't do this, don't do that" type of punishment. Since I was little, I was upset to get in trouble even though I didn't really get yelled at or anything.
ReplyDeleteYes in the past I have been falsly accused of doing something i truly did not do. An example of this is when I was blamed for taking money from my parents. This incident was not my fault, but at first i was accused of doing it and I was grounded. This made me want to find out who really did it, so they would be the ones getting punished. By that night I had found no evidence, and I was very upset. Finally at around 9:30pm when my brother walked through the door something came to me. My brother was just getting back from the movies with his friends. I knew knew he didnt have a job and had no way to make money, so he must have stolen it. After I talked with my parents, and they talked to my brother he admitted to it and I was not longer in trouble.
ReplyDeleteOne time, a few years back, I walked into my room and found that my cell phone had been kidnapped. I searched my entire room, looking high and low, for the device, when suddenly epiphany. My mom had been cleaning the upstairs earlier today. It dawned on me that while was cleaning, she could have easily moved the phone, or worse. I proceeded to search all of the houses trash cans and garbage bags, but to my dismay, I found nothing. Enraged, I marched angrilly up to my mom and demanded to know the whereabouts of my cell phone. She said that she didn't find a phone when cleaning and told me to keep looking. I spent a few days looking for the phone, but it never turned up. Eventually, I decided to give up on searching for the phone and figured that I would have to go without one. Later that day, I walked into my brother's room and started watching TV with him. I happened to glance over at his desk for a moment and saw my phone perched up on a stack of books. I bolted over to the phone and turned it on. My brother screamed at me to stop, but by the time he made his way over to me, I had all the evidence I needed. The phone had all of my contacts and pictures, proving that he was the culprit. I slipped the phone into my pocket and walked out of his room. As I left, I also took his Ipod. This didn't sit well with him, and he reacted by throwing a book at my head. I was mad, but at least I had my phone.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was in the Middle School, we would have many substitutes through out the years. I was never a very big fan of them, but one day, while I was in math class, the substitute passed back our tests. I did pretty good on the test. We always went over out tests in math class, so that's what we did that day. I like to fix the problems I get wrong so if I have to study the same thing again, I know what I need to work on. As we were correcting the substitute kept looking over at me.
ReplyDeleteShe finaly said, "That girl is cheating."
I looked up and said,"Me?"
"Yes you. Do you think I'm stupid?"
I didn't understand why she was being so mean to me. I'm always so nice to substitutes, and I didn't know why she thought I was cheating. "I'm not cheating, I'm correcting my work." My face started to get red, becuase I hate being singled out, and expecialy because I didn't do anything wrong.
She continued to argue with me until she finaly said,"I don't want to waste any more time. I'm going to tell your teacher so she can deal with you."
The next day I went up to my teacher, and told her about the subsitutes false accusation with me. My teacher said I wasn't in trouble, and explained to me that a lot of substitutes like to believe that their in charge and that they know everything.
I was happy, because I wasn't in trouble, and I walked away with an amazing grade on my math test.
Allie Fish
ReplyDelete"WHO STOLE MY CONTROLLER!?!?!?" My brother's screechy voice echoed across the yard. I had been outside.
"ALLIE I KNOW IT WAS YOU!" I was getting very annoyed, his voice seemed to go right through me. I decided to be a good older sister and screamed right back "IT WASN'T ME!"
Eventually, all of the yelling had alerted my mother. She called me inside, and I could hear my brother making up this ridiculous story about how I had stolen his video game controller. Personally, I didn't see what the big deal was. It's just a video game. Wasn't he a bit old for this? I was laughing to myself when my mom said, "Alex, where did it go?"
I couldn't believe it, she was actually buying into his ridiculous story. As if I didn't have anything better to than steal video game controllers all day.
"Mom, I don't know. I was just outside. I promise I didn't take it. Nicki must have touched it." After this, my mother had walked upstairs to check and see if my sister had touched it. Of course, my sister had denied everything.
My brother was having a full blown fit. He couldn't play his precious video game without a controller. I just wanted to get out of the house, it was so loud. I don't think not being able to play a video game should cause that type of stress. Seems unhealthy to me.
"Alexandra, this isn't funny. Just give it to him!" My mom was deadly serious.
"I really don't have it! Why does everyone always blame me?" We went back and forth, until my brother abruptly stopped yelling.
"GOT IT! It was under the couch the whole time!"
My mom and I looked at each other, and she held out one hand for the controller. Then she took it away. I couldn't help but laugh at his face.
I remember whenever I've been accused of doing something I haven't done. It feels horrible, especially when you know you really had nothing to do with it. You want to tell the truth but you know that people just won't believe you. One example of this is when I was younger, in about kindergarden. I got in trouble for scribbling and ruining the top of my workbook. Th teacher scolded me in front of the whole class, and I felt horrible. Although I knew that it wasn't me and it was in fact the mean girl who sat next to me. I didn't tell the teacher that because I felt ashamed, and tried to hide how mad i was. I didn't want to give the girl the satisfaction of getting me in trouble. I knew I was innocent, but i also knew that the teacher wouldn't believe a word I would say to try and defend myself. It would sound like another lie from a student out of her whole career as a teacher. I never met that girl after kindergarden, but I do hope she learned her lesson, just as I learned mine.
ReplyDelete2 years ago, our school attended a presentation called "Rachel's Challenge". Rachel's Challenge was a presentation all about being nice to others, and the story of the Colombine Massacre, where Rachel Scott was killed. Many sad emotions were brought on from this presentation, and it shed a new light to everyone's eyes. The next day in school, things were much more peaceful. All students were much more respectful and friendly with one another. In the middle of lunch, a teacher came to me and asked to come to the office. I thought right away this can't be good. As the teacher brought me into the principal's office, my mind wandered around in a million different directions about what the principal could want. He sat me down and said to wait here. After what seemed like an eternity of waiting, Ms. Ragno and Officer Cavanaugh finally came in. "So, when are you planning on shooting the school down?", she began. "Excuse me?" I responded. Ms. Ragno went on to tell that someone reported I was going to bring in a gun to school the day after Rachel's Challenge and repeat the Colombine Massacre. I was infuriated that someone would report that for no reason. Even Ms. Ragno just jumped to conclusions and treated me like a criminal. Finally when my parents came in to settle everything, she began being very nice and calmy. I will never forget being falsely accused that day, and it brought on a whole lot of anger.
ReplyDeleteI have been accused multiple times by my sister for taking or doing something I did not commite. For instance, whenever my sister loses something she always assumes I took it. She seems to jump to conclusions that I had taken it due to my likeliness in her mind. This always makes me feel ridiculed because why would I be the one to have taken it over all other logical explainations. Granted I do do this sometimes to her also, however, I do not feel simpathy; I feel dislikness and anger towards her. Although I do know she probably didn't take anything, I falsly accuse her just because I want to believe that she did do it.
ReplyDeleteI was walking down main street when voice shouted from down the road, "I know you did it", and as i turned around to face my accuser i felt the cold embrace of the shackles against my skin. in front of my face appeared the county sheriff Mr. Burris, with my jailer the deputy.
ReplyDeletesorry it is so short i hit tab to space the speaking and then hit backspace and it got deleted.
Me being the youngest in the family I will of course be the one accused of doing something. This happened last week on a very rainy day. I was being picked up from school by my brother and we were dicusing on how my day was at school and his. As we drove home we exited the car and went inside the house. I went in my room and my brother went to the living room, and oh my god what was that noise. The oh my god part it not important to the story. Anyway as I was doing my homework he was looking for something. Well being a boy as he is he started to panic. I was in la la land while studying and he just decides to enter my room looking for something. I was puzzled and confused on what he was looking for. I ask "What....are....you....doing....?" He looked at me and and said "Zaynah were is the Xbox.?" I was looking at him like he had 5 million heads, and said to myself you got to be kinding me."Abe you took it to Gordan's house remeber? And anyways why would I play it? You know how much I hate Xbox." "Zaynah, don't mess with me man, okay, okay chico." He of course was stating a line from Scareface being like to person he is. Abe then walk out and was busting my chops about it. As of course the youngest childern in the family have to get blamed for everything. Like jsut cause were shorter and younger we have to get blamed for everything, like really.
ReplyDeleteA knock on the door was heard as I was walking into the Living room to drink a nice cup of tea and watch my favorite T.V. show. Wondering who this could be at this hour, I pondered if I should just ignore it. I didn't exactly want company right now, considering I just returned from a long day of work. It was probably just some late-night candidate for some government position, finishing up his daily passing out of Pamphlets. This could be my first time ever voting, but I wasn't that excited for it. As a second knock came, I decided I might as well answer it, for they're not going away. I put the remote and tea on the table, and walked towards the door with quick strides. Not even bothering to look through the peephole to see who it is, I turned the knob on the door and pulled. To my surprise, it was a giant black man pointing a badge in my face. "Detective Jacobs and Detective Johnson" he said, pointing to a smaller white man behind him that I couldn't see behind the other man's bulk. "Are you Mr. Joshua Tyler?"
ReplyDelete"Y-yes, I am", I replied.
"Well sir. you're coming with us. You're being convicted with the murder of Jake Burlingane."
I almost fainted on the spot.
~Joshua Tyler
Now I want to finish this.
Matthew Albanese
ReplyDeleteBefore I became a teenager, my sister Rachel and I used to fight all the time about trivial matters that made no sense to fight about. Like one day when I was minding my own business reading a book up in my room, when my sister bursts through the door screaming, "WHERE DID YOU PUT CRAZY TAXI?!" Crazy Taxi is a GameCube game that my whole family loves, and my sister loved it the most. Of course, she can't trust her younger brother with anything, and always blames things on him. I used to hide stuff on her because I was angry at her, which was wrong of me. This time though, I did not hide anything. The game was on top of the TV like where I left it the last time I played the game. I can understand why she accused me of hiding the game, because she was suspecting me right off the bat. I kept telling her that I did not take the game but she wouldn't believe me. I told her where I saw it last and that I was not lying but she still suspected me. She found the game and started playing it, angry that she wasted time trying to find it when it was right there. Now my sister and I get along a lot better, and it's hard to keep a good relationship between us, so I'm happy we haven't fought in a while.
I have been known to take something from my sister and hide it. Whenever my sister loses something the first person they expect is me. One day my sister cant find here ipod so she starts looking for it. She cant find it so the first thing she says is "Eric probably has it", not this time, but why not play along. When she thought I had it I just smiled so she would think I had it. One day goes by " Eric are you sure you didnt put it somewhere." I tell her no but she still does not believe me. Its the "O,Ya" moment when they find it I love, and i can say "I told you so". Now my parents dont always blame me when my sister can't find something, they just start looking.
ReplyDeleteI tend to be the only sibling to hide my brother's stuff so if something were to go missing everyone in my family would assume it was me whether it was true or the item was actually lost. My younger brother lost his Xbox controller and immediately thought it was me. I told him several times that it really wasn't me this time but he made me get my phone and laptop taken away for "taking" his controller for about 2 days and once he finally found his lost controller I was so mad I wanted to hide the controller again on purpose though. I held back my anger and made sure my family realized that it's not always me hiding his stuff.
ReplyDeleteI cannot think of a time when I was falsely accused off the top of my head, but I can recall a recent story of when I falsley accused someone else. It was the first day all year that field hockey practice was cancelled, the first day all year that I had to take the bus home. Of course, this was also the first day that I let my sister Jen borrow my house key and she forgot to give it back to me. So I sat outside on my back porch in the pouring rain for about a half hour until my mom rescued me with a key. And as expected from my sister, when she gets home she can't find my key that I let her borrow. Only a few hours later did I notice the key in my purse.... I lost count of how many times I told Jen I was sorry.
ReplyDeleteIt started as a rumble, but soon became an unavoidable holler. "She broke it! I know she did, it could not have been me." Any sort of comfort or quieting was over ridden entirely by protests from the of the other party claiming, "she most certainly did not." Having young neighbors next door I was used to this bickering between the two twin girls. Ashley and Arianna were merely seven and equally adorable as well as equally vicious. I walked up the hill to see exactly what the issue between the two of them could be this time with their older brother trying to intervene. As I approached the scene of the crime, I could see that the vase of their mother's prized petunias was shattered across the patio accompanied by two steaming girls and a worried older brother.
ReplyDeleteThe brother's face relaxed a bit when I appeared around the corner, for this was women's work. Ashley continued to defend her good name of never shattering things when I asked what happened. After hearing that Arianna knew there was "no way" she could have done such a thing her soccer ball was all the other way on the side of the yard, I noticed something. Her hands were covered in dirt. However, before I could say anything poor Ashley burst into tears. Being accused for anything never sat well with her. This becoming more and more clear to be something that she did not even do made the sobs seal the case. In the kindest way possible, I crouched to my knees so I could be on eye level with Arianna. I did my best not to sound snippy when asking her why there was dirt on her hands and then she too began to whimper. Their brother now noticing the fact there was a false accusation being made tried to comfort both girls saying it would be fine.
Emma Casale
ReplyDeleteI am falsly accused all the time for things I never do at home. Whether it be, losing someone elses stuff, breaking things or taking something, whenever something goes wrong I am always first to blame. I hate it when I get blamed because it makes me aggrivated that the person accusing me thinks they are right, but are really wrong. I get frustrated becuase I don't know how to prove myself innocent. How am I supposed to have evidence to prove it wasn't my fault, when I wasn't even involved? Also, I have to admit, I can sometimes be a defensive person, so I will get upset and angry with the person accusing me and start strongly defending myself. Once everything is figured out, and the person says they're sorry, I calm down and actually start to feel badly for the person, for making them feel bad, but at least I'm no longer fasly accused.
Madison Hayes
ReplyDeleteAs the middle child, i am always accused of things i didn't do. When people accuse me of things that i didn't do, it makes me feel as if they don't believe me and think i would do something like that. I tend to accuse people of taking my stuff all of the time because i loose track of it. When i finally find it i feel bad for the person i blamed for taking my stuff because i know how much i hate being accused of somethings i never did.
every morning me and my sister cant ever find the brush to brush our hair before school. I always accuse her of taking it and she always accuses me of taking it. I wouldn't believe her when she would say she doesn't have it and she wouldn't believe me. I would look in her room, she would look in mine. Once each of us give up looking in each others room we would find it in the most random places. once it was on the kitchen counter, another time it was in the backseat of the car. My mom eventually got sick of the fighting so she went out and bought each of us a brush. We still accuse each other of taking each others brushes. My sister is 9.
I have been accused of being something I didn't do, and it made me confused because I didn't know why someone would think I did something I didn't do, and I also felt a little betrayed. No, when people are accused of something I don't judge until I hear the full story from both sides, but even then if it has nothing to do with me, I just stay out of it. I falsly accused my sister of stealing my ipod when she didn't, becuase the 3 times before i lost my ipod she had taken it.
ReplyDeleteI could hear my sister through the crack of my mom's door falsly accusing me of stealing her cell phone. My mom then began to agree with her questioning me like she knew I had it. First of all, I have my own cell phone so I didn't know why they would think I had it and just before this my sister had gotten in trouble by my parents because she had punched me. Clearly, this girl was trying to get revenge. So I then allowed both of them to search my room. They obviously didn't find the phone. After a good our of yelling,crying, and frustration my sister claimed she just found it in the couch. Even though I didn't believe that it was ever lost in the first place I didn't accuse her because I didn't want to go through that process again.
ReplyDelete-Maya LaFleur