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FX Zombie Marco         Since: 03-24-06 Since last post: 3829 days Last activity: 3725 days |
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| Okay, remember when I was having a hard time writing that story for my online english class? Well I finally did it:
I took a deep breath. This was it, the moment of truth. If my plan succeeded, I would be a free man. If not, well, I decided not to think about that. I pulled by car in front of the building. It was in the fire lane, but hell, what did I care. That was the least of my worries. I rubbed my hands in front of the cars heater one last time, before reaching into the glove compartment and pulling out two items. I took the first, a ski mask, and slid it over my head. I put the second in my pocket. I stepped out of my car, a Geo Metro. I didn't bother to lock it, that would just slow me down. I walked across the street, the cold New Jersey air biting at my finger tips, and into the First National Bank. My days of doing road work were over. No longer would I be payed minimum wage to do menial labor. After this I wouldn't have to worry about paying rent, bills, or even buying food. I was going to rob a bank. I walked up to the teller. Her name tag read 'Amy.' I leaned in close to her and whispered, "Listen Amy, I am armed, and I don't want to hurt you. So just slowly go to the back, and put as much money as you can into this briefcase." I took the briefcase I had been holding, and slid it across the counter to her. She slowly nodded, and went to do as I had told her. Several minutes later she came back with the briefcase. I picked it up. It was much heavier now, filled with the stacks of money that would change my life. I noticed that she was shaking. I reached out and took her hand in mine. "Don't worry, you're perfectly safe now." I let go of her hand and turned around, only to come face to face with a security guard. "Sir, please put the briefcase down and put your hands on your head." He said in a very official tone. I slowly bent down and put the briefcase on the floor, and began to remove my right hand from my pocket, my fingers clasped around the cold metal. I pulled my hand out, pressed it against the guard's stomach, and pulled the trigger. The shot echoed around the bank, as the man stumbled back and fell into a pool of his own blood. I grabbed the briefcase and began to back towards the door, waving my gun at the crowd of people staring at me. I didn't hear the other guard who snuck up behind me, until he hit me on the back of the head with the butt of his gun, knocking me out. I was sent to prison with a life sentence. My days of doing road work are over. I'm not being payed minimum wage to do menial labor. I don't have to worry about paying rent, bills, or even buying food. Those stacks of money changed my life. (Last edited by FX on 08-14-06 12:45 AM) |
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