Accused of Stealing a Motorcycle.

It is really painful when you are accused of something you are innocent for. The most painful part is when it looks like the whole world is against you and it seems you are the only one that knows you are innocent.

I have been wrongly accused before and I know how if feels when others are being accused of what they didn't do, some almost lost their reputation and integrity because of this misconception.

My Experience.

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One of this experience I could never forget was me being accused of stealing a motorcycle that I knew nothing about from Adam, I almost got into jail and my life was at risk.

It all happened some years back when I went back to my town for holiday after closing from college.

It was on Saturday evening when I decided to hangout and to also have few drinks at a local bar. When I was coming back I decided to enter a motorcycle because it was the easiest and cheapest means to get me back home, so I stopped a motorbike young man because his motorcycle looks new, that is the kind of bike I love entering not the old ones, never knew it will get me into trouble.

During that period we have been hearing of motorcycle thefts that has become a problem in the town. Motorcycles were been stolen and snatched everyday and it was becoming very alarming, so the forces promise to heavily punish anyone caught stealing it.

When I was coming back as I said earlier, we haven't gone that far the motorbike man said he was pressed and that he wants to go the nearby bush to ease himself. I became very angry and told him to be very fast that I don't have all time to waste.

While I was waiting there, all of a suden I just heard a voice "Hey, stop! That's my bike! You are a theif!" I was startled and shocked, it was like a dream how can someone just accused me for stealing a bike from nowhere.

They were two men accusing me but other people came around when they heard our voice arguing about the bike. I tried to proof that I was not the one that stole the bike, I just entered the bike and was on my way when the bike man said he wanted to ease himself and all of a sudden he was nowhere to be found.

My narration of what happened was hard for people around to believe, they had already concluded that I stole the bike and it seems there was nothing to do in order convince them that I was innocent. Before I knew it they have already called the police.

When they police arrived I explained my own side of the story, but no one still believed me. The man who accused me of stealing his bike has identified me as a theif, and there was no witnesses to support my own side of the story. The police arrested me and took me to the station.

I desperately tried to convince the police that I was innocent, but they did not believe me. The motorcycle acclaimed owner even claimed that he saw me start the bike and was about to ride it before he caught me. I was shocked and tried to prove my innocence by telling the police that I did not know how to ride a motorcycle, but it only made me look more guilty.

I was just praying for someone to come to my rescue and set me free but no one showed up. My parents even came and they were out outraged and heart broken, they knew I could not engage in such an act, but there was no one to as a witness and therefore I was guilty.

When I thought all hope was lost, at the last minute a saviour came. One of the salesgirl that was admiring me when I was at the local bar drinking saw me when I was entering the bike then. She came to testify with few people around there that also saw me when I entered the bike and that was how I was set free.

Everyone was shocked and they never knew I was guilty. I received a lot of sorry and consolation that day, my parents were angry and wanted to take the owner of the bike to the court, but people around begged that they should forgive because he saw me closed to the bike and had no one to accused apart from me.

That was I escaped from being into prison for something I was innocent of. It was such a terrible experience. I almost lost my reputation and my status, and I already had criminal record of motorcycle theft.

After that day, so much was going through my mind, what if those people around the scene of that event decided to take laws in their hands and engaged in jungle justice, I would have died for nothing.

I appreciate the fact that everything turned out right in the end, I couldn't help but feel the psychological burden that comes with unfair judgement. I realized that things can take a turn for the worse even when we're not directly in the wrong. I had always known that I live in a world where I could be wrongfully accused, convicted, and imprisoned, but being in that position, even briefly, had opened my eyes to a new perspective.

Going through this experience had taught me that life can be unpredictable and challenging. I have learned standing up for yourself can make all the difference and that justice doesn't always comes easily and even in the darkest moments, there are still people who will believe in you.

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