Utter Shock of the Death Penalty

I am in utter shock when i read articles about the death penalty. Teens (16 and over) are put on death row. They are then killed when they are only 17 (well most of them). I don't understand. I was reading this article about one guy, 17, who murdered his girlfriend's parents. Yes this is a bad thing. He was put in jail. They interviewed him again at 26, and he realizes what he did was unforgivable. Yet he did state himself, that he is a much changed person 9 years later. Now he is in jail, where he should be.

I still am in shock that other places are allowing to do the death penalty of people who are not even legal adults. In Texas, there was this boy who was 16 and murdered a 75 and 74 year old man and woman. Along with some robberies. The next year, he was killed. He was only 17.

In a way my heart goes out to these teens. They must have been really screwed up, due to their environment, people around them, or just stress. Let me say that I am not condemning that it was okay for these kids to murder people. But they are still young. They are my age and my classmates ages. They could be the ages of your family relatives.

I think they should get rid of the death penalty in all. I would rather have them suffer in jail, thinking day after day what they did, instead of moving away from this world in an easy escape. These kids killed people and they should pay for it by sitting in a jail cell looking at the ceiling. I dont think they deserve to take the easy exit of life. Even with other cases of people older.

Thinking about the two forms of the death penalty: the gas chamber and the lethal injections. Why do we have gas chambers? Remember the Nazis? Anyone? California, at least stopped using this form of death. The last recent person killed by the gas chamber was a german nationalist. I still do not understand this use of Capital Punishment though.

I would assume either of these might lead to a very painful death.

will be continued....

Links of more information:

http://www.fdp.dk/uk/juve-art.htm (this is the 17 year old who murdered girlfriends parents)

http://www.deathpenaltyinfo.org/juvenile-offenders-who-were-death-row#streibstats

http://www.deathpenalty.org/article.php?id=48

The Day burns like a candle

The house is filled with music. Bass off the speakers make the wine glass shake. The beat is echoed throughout the whole house. Bouncing off the walls. Yet I don't care.

I sit in the other room, listening to this music, typing. For some reason my face is hot with anticipation of what might go on next. What will happen. I stand on the edge waiting. Will someone complain about the noise or will I just be perfectly fine.

I spread candles to each of the room. They slowly burn as the day goes by so fast it seems. Everyday seems like this. As fast as a candle goes down its wick. Yet it seems like there is always another day after eachother. Many candles wait in a line to be burned. They wait to be mine and to finally be over with. Their job is just to sit and watch. Sit and Wait. Wait to be the one.

My typing seems to go with the beat. I type along with it. The upbeat fast pace. That just makes me feel like getting up and dancing.

My fingernails match my eyes.. silver with sparkles. It lightens up this place. I feel special and sparkled. Like no one else is. Because every sparkle is different. You can't find one that is exactly the same as another one. Just like me. I am different and special. I show my sparkles everyday.

I come back to thinking about the music within this room. I just want the music to be loud. To drown out everything. So i can feel that i am hundreds of miles away from here. At a party or somewhere else. Somewhere I can feel like a sparkle.

But I am here.

Waiting

Anticipating

On the Edge