torsdag 7 november 2013

When I wanted to insert some money in the bank, my friend followed me to the bank. 

I had only known him for half a year and he had some secrets that I never knew about him. He had always been good to me. 

When I needed help with my TV he came and helped me. When ever I needed his help he always was there for me . 

But when we got to the bank,  he took out a gun and he took me hostage. Then he would rob the bank. but it did not work out so well for him. 

The guard who would defend the bank was shot in the arm and he was hurt. I saw a man give me a sign to take it easy. Then I started to think about taking deep breaths and not to panic. 

He got his money, though he did not release me when he went out. He was surrounded by police officers. He ran out and started to shoot the police because he did not want to go to jail.


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