05-03-2012, 03:15 PM
OK, I will try to keep this as short as I can especially since it's 1 AM.
In December 2010, I was hanging out with my friends and I was at a club where one of them made a prank call to a school teacher, who had been receiving prank calls the day earlier and so she knew where they were coming from. She storms inside, automatically starts drama in the club blaming me and my one friend (who did the call). So she reports to the police and I get an offence recorded on me. I'm in Qatar, the only people who can get high jobs are the locals who are apparently superior to you (they're racist). I was grounded for 4 months till March 2011. I began going out with other friends thinking that they weren't a bad influence on me but I was wrong.
May 6th 2011, I was coming home at night when a group of people ring a Filipino woman's house (while recording) and when she's onto them, they all run. She was wearing small clothes so she took it the wrong way, and guess who's there to take the blame? They call for me, I don't want to get involved and I run home. I'm talking to them on Facebook and they tell me that 2 of them are being interrogated by the local security and someone "snitched" on my address. I hear a ring, I swear to god this was the worst moment of my life. I knew who it was but I didn't want to open it, they rang a second time and I opened the door to the police. They asked for my father, and so I woke him up (this is 11 at night, mind). We drive to the police station and there's 2 other kids. The one who was recording and the one who rang the bell. Obviously, one of them is Arabic and so is the police (who don't understand English) so this kid makes a bullshit story blaming me. He goes home and leaves me and the other guy behind. By 1AM, all the passport work was done by the police and our guardians had to leave and we had to go in a police car to Doha to stay at the "under 16 jail".
So we get there at 3, get interrogated and go to sleep. We wake up the next day, get interrogated AGAIN, and then have to go to the doctor then the gym. We spent 2 nights and 1 day there. We then went to the court where the judge then curses at us and our guardians (who just arrived). Since this was the second incident, I'm on my last chance. One more mistake and my whole family gets deported (I've been living here for 14 years). That was it. Since that day, I haven't been allowed to go anywhere with my friends. The only day I went out was on my birthday, my social life is pretty crap at the moment. Sure, I talk to everyone now and then at school or on the Internet. But I swear, it doesn't feel right not going out for an year. I've asked my parents several times and they've told me to "wait a few years" or "don't even think about it".
Of course I can understand my parents don't want be blowing the last chance, but don't they trust me enough to NOT learn from my mistake and which people I choose to go out with? Even if I tell them it wasn't my fault, they will say "we know, but someones after you" and that. I've thought about suicide lots of times and I honestly don't feel like I can share this with anyone which is why I turned to the Internet. Also, the first incident happened when I was 12, and the second at 13. Help.
In December 2010, I was hanging out with my friends and I was at a club where one of them made a prank call to a school teacher, who had been receiving prank calls the day earlier and so she knew where they were coming from. She storms inside, automatically starts drama in the club blaming me and my one friend (who did the call). So she reports to the police and I get an offence recorded on me. I'm in Qatar, the only people who can get high jobs are the locals who are apparently superior to you (they're racist). I was grounded for 4 months till March 2011. I began going out with other friends thinking that they weren't a bad influence on me but I was wrong.
May 6th 2011, I was coming home at night when a group of people ring a Filipino woman's house (while recording) and when she's onto them, they all run. She was wearing small clothes so she took it the wrong way, and guess who's there to take the blame? They call for me, I don't want to get involved and I run home. I'm talking to them on Facebook and they tell me that 2 of them are being interrogated by the local security and someone "snitched" on my address. I hear a ring, I swear to god this was the worst moment of my life. I knew who it was but I didn't want to open it, they rang a second time and I opened the door to the police. They asked for my father, and so I woke him up (this is 11 at night, mind). We drive to the police station and there's 2 other kids. The one who was recording and the one who rang the bell. Obviously, one of them is Arabic and so is the police (who don't understand English) so this kid makes a bullshit story blaming me. He goes home and leaves me and the other guy behind. By 1AM, all the passport work was done by the police and our guardians had to leave and we had to go in a police car to Doha to stay at the "under 16 jail".
So we get there at 3, get interrogated and go to sleep. We wake up the next day, get interrogated AGAIN, and then have to go to the doctor then the gym. We spent 2 nights and 1 day there. We then went to the court where the judge then curses at us and our guardians (who just arrived). Since this was the second incident, I'm on my last chance. One more mistake and my whole family gets deported (I've been living here for 14 years). That was it. Since that day, I haven't been allowed to go anywhere with my friends. The only day I went out was on my birthday, my social life is pretty crap at the moment. Sure, I talk to everyone now and then at school or on the Internet. But I swear, it doesn't feel right not going out for an year. I've asked my parents several times and they've told me to "wait a few years" or "don't even think about it".
Of course I can understand my parents don't want be blowing the last chance, but don't they trust me enough to NOT learn from my mistake and which people I choose to go out with? Even if I tell them it wasn't my fault, they will say "we know, but someones after you" and that. I've thought about suicide lots of times and I honestly don't feel like I can share this with anyone which is why I turned to the Internet. Also, the first incident happened when I was 12, and the second at 13. Help.