19/06/2026
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A 9 YEAR OLD BOY IN PRISON
A nine-year-old was locked up for running away to find his mum. That boy was me.
I want to tell you how a criminal gets made, because I watched it happen to me and hundreds of others from the inside.
I was six when my dad ran off with the babysitter. My mum turned to alcohol and to men, and she chose them over her own children. I ended up in children’s homes, in foster families, made a ward of the state. And I couldn’t understand it. I’d lie there as a seven, eight, nine-year-old asking why every other kid got their mum and dad and I didn’t. All I wanted was to run up the hallway and jump into bed for a cuddle. That’s it. That was my whole dream.
At nine, I was locked in a prison facility. Not for committing a crime. For running away, running, over and over again until they got sick of me running, all I wanted was to find my mum and dad.
In those homes I met other kids with stories just like mine. They understood my pain when no adult did. They became my family and they were also doing things I’d never done, drugs I’d never seen, crimes I’d never committed. So I learned. Because that’s what a hurt child does: he copies the only people who make him feel like he belongs.
By 16 I had spent 7 years in and out of Longmore, by 16 I was in Riverbank for 2 years. By my adult life I’d been through every prison there is in WA, 26 years, in and out. At my worst I was selling two and a half kilos of m**h a day.
Every prediction made about that frightened little boy came true. Not because he was born bad. Because the system took a child whose only crime was missing his parents, surrounded him with broken kids, and taught him to be a criminal.
No one is born this way. It gets put there. Remember that boy as we go, because there are thousands of him sitting in facilities right now.
Below is a photo when I was 14
What’s your thoughts…?
Peter Lyndon-James 🇦🇺