Injustice Stories Novels & Stories

AMARACHI (Amarachi Edwards) "This is the fifth school you're rejecting today." my mum said. She looked really frustrated and stressed. My mum is a single parent. My Dad died when I was still a little child. We just recently relocated from our former house so I had to change school.

Tea Rinhas somehow wiggled her way out of trouble this time **'clenches fist don't think you can be so lucky next time! "You see this had nothing to do with me. This student is innocent, principal Dong Hyun." Sigh~he rubbed on his temple yet again. "You have proven yourself innocent Student Tae Rin. You are dismissed, carry-on with your normal classes." "No it's okay this student is in the wrong. "I have been dragged here wrongly accused and emotionally humiliated and scared for life from this horrendous experience. Don't you think I deserve an apology for participating in such a depleting conversation?"

"So, what happened to you? Did you get into a fight or something?" "I told you to mind your own damn business." "...I'll kick you." He suddenly got up and looked at me with a terrified expression on his face. "You'd really kick an injured guy??" "Unless you tell me what happened, I'll actually do it. So, out with it." He sighed loudly and scratched the back of his head. "I just got in a fight. It's nothing new. Some third years got pissed 'cause I was in their turf or something. I won, of course."

His and Ainsley's vile texts were his permanent stain. From his box, he screamed at me, "Brenda, you heartless bitch! After all we had, you're ruining me?" I looked at him calmly. "You brought this on yourself." As he was dragged away, he kept cursing at me. Julie tried rushing him but was stopped by bailiffs, collapsing and crying hysterically. Outside, Jonas extended his hand. "Congrats, Brenda. Justice is served." I shook his hand. "Justice prevailed." Life settled back to normal. I threw myself into work, earning a promotion to Deputy Chief Prosecutor for my stellar performance. I handled complex cases, delivering justice for many. My name became a respected hallmark in the city's legal

He knows I've been in too many interrogation rooms to be bothered by them. I nod at the constable and steer Madeleine through the station. This precinct is always busy. Criminals come and go day and night - this place, like the rest of the city, never rests, never sleeps. I cast a glance Madeleine’s way. If she’s nervous, she’s hiding it really well. “Remember our story,” I mutter to her. She nods, her lips pressed together in a grim line. It’s simple. Easy to remember. ‘We were just going to bed after a family gathering, when a gang of unknown men invaded our home and started shooting at us. We hid in the house until security gave us the all clear.’

“Let’s start with the basics. What inspired you to go into journalism in the first place?” I draw a sharp, long breath, choosing my words carefully. “Justice” I finally begin “I’ve always believed in the power of truth. Growing up, I saw how the system can fail people. Most especially the innocent. My own father was wrongly convicted and imprisoned for a crime he didn’t commit. That experience shaped me. I wanted to be the voice that fights for people who can’t fight for themselves. To expose corruption and bring light to the darkness.” Damien nods, clearly impressed. “Powerful motivation. And how has that drive influenced your leadership at Vanguard Media?”

It was what came after. The daily work of building justice. The struggle to maintain hope. The choice to keep trying even when failure seemed certain. That was the story worth telling. And it was far from over.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

"Officer Lancer! I was wrong! I've learned my lesson! I have elderly parents and children to support at home. I can't lose this job! Please, have mercy. Please let me go!" I stepped back, avoiding her grasp. Looking down at her, I spoke calmly, stating the simplest truth. "When you used hospital regulations as a weapon to humiliate a desperate patient's family member, you should have known this day would come. Take responsibility for your ignorance and arrogance." Justice may be late, but it was inevitable. Today, I delivered that long-overdue justice with my own hands. With Edward and Alicia taken away, the farce finally came to an end. Members of the inspection team began sealing evidence

she smiled, picking on her neatly fixed nails. “I’m sorry as you can see I'm not prepared for that.” I blurted out. I knew I promise her we will be going on a date well she pressured me but now that should be my least concern now. “Excuse me?” “Look, I have got a new project.” I started calmly showing her some files. ”You remember the abandoned case of the assassin? he killed again seems like he won’t stop till he kills everyone” I know my explanations doesn’t have any effect on her but I give it a try at least.

It’s easy to guess who was who. “Jade you are still bleeding!” I pointed and went to take the kit. Taking off his shirt I saw a few more bruises but nothing else. Good. I quickly packed his wound. “What about me, little one?” the big child behind me pouted. “Don’t my cut get a treatment?” “Yeah, I can pour some salt on it, so it won’t get infected,” I replied with a sweet smile and he returned it. “When you were going to tell us about him?” Jade demanded.