Girl in hooded jacket with crowd of robots behind her

Juvenile Systems Need to Listen to, Trust Young People

The supposedly immaculate stone walls feel as if they are about to close in on me. I wait on court date after court date for a woman of privilege to apply a sentence or provide a “safe” placement for me. This woman asks questions every time I am dragged into that room by the shackles and cuffs that bind my voiceless frame.