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| DeShaun Jones | ||||||||||
| 13 February 2007 | ||||||||||
| Defining Moment Essay | ||||||||||
| Defining Moment | ||||||||||
| ��������� It was just two years ago one hot summer afternoon. I had just gotten off work when I arrived home; suddenly I knew something was awkward because the front door was cracked open. I stepped inside the house doing my daily routine of heading straight to the kitchen. Then I quickly grabbed a snack to eat and began to head upstairs to my room. | ||||||||||
| ������������ Just three hours before I was scheduled to get off work, my mother had called me and said she wouldn't be home because she was going to Richmond. I live in Newport News but work all the way in Williamsburg at a amusement park. I was scheduled to get off at 4:30. It had been a long day at work. At that point in time, I was only 16 years old. Finally after walking up the stairs and stepping in my room to find my room a hot mess. It had looked like a tornado had just been through my room. The next thing I then began to notice was I went to my drawer and my money was gone. I looked in the closet and all my sneakers and clothes were also gone. I look at my TV stand and notice my Playstation system was also gone. Lastly, I realized I'd been robbed by some sort of burglar. My first thought running through my head was who, what, and why would anyone break into my house and rob me on summer afternoon? One hour passed by, I then went downstairs and noticed the back door was kicked in. My gate in the backyard was wide open. Hours and hours passed on. I found myself going door-to-door to ask neighbors if they noticed any irregular activity that was going on in the daytime. My head was still filled with mass confusion. Who would have done this and why I ask myself repeatedly. I then realize whoever did this knew exactly what he was doing. | ||||||||||
| �������� ������On my way to work at 9:00 am I was driving to a local breakfast joint to grab a bite to eat when my friend Kevin from my neighborhood calls me. He had asked me what I was doing today and I responded by telling him that I would be at work the whole afternoon. The conversation was brief and ended. Kevin was someone from the neighborhood I hung out with for years. He was two years older then me and we hung out occasionally. I've known him for over nine years. It was just two weeks exactly from today Kevin had stayed the weekend at my house because he had said his parents had went out of town. That day then popped into my head. I tried my hardest to gather a line of suspects and I couldn't think of anyone person that could be responsible. I called his phone and it went right to the voicemail. I quickly drove to his house only to find nobody home there which was strange. His house looked deserted as if his family had moved. I ended up running into a neighbor of his who told me Kevin and his family went out of town for the rest of the summer. They left about a hour ago. As I go back home I think to myself that one of my own friends could have had robbed me. Could one of the closest people I've ever known from my area be responsible? | ||||||||||
| ������������ A few months past I still had no clue. Strangely I also never saw or heard from or saw Kevin again. A couple more months pass when strangely I go outside to gather the mail I noticed a little section on the front page. I saw Kevin's name in the paper. It said he had been arrested for attempted burglary/robbery. Ever since that day I saw Kevin's mug shot in the paper I've been careful about the people I trust when encountering new friends or peers. I use to be able to trust everyone with open arms I came across with. | ||||||||||
| That day became a defining moment in my life because I learned a new life long lesson.. I'm a lot more hesitant on how I pick friends. I realized every person you shake hands with isn't your real friend. To think I had known him for over nine years since we were in elementary school. It's strange that that those nine years meant nothing after all the evidence had led him to the crime. To this day I'm not 100% positive if Kevin robbed me and will probably never know. I do know that period of time in my life was a defining moment. | ||||||||||
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