My name is Chris. Today, it’s a year since my friends and I, got busted, doing crime. It was the worst experience, I ever had. And I would do anything to change the way my life ended, and all my decisions that day. Now, I’m will tell you the story which made me sit in this old and ruined jail, with my three friends.
My friends and I lived in an apartment. The apartment has really only place for 2, but we couldn’t afford a better place. So we had just used out last money to pay the rent. No one of us, have a job at, and the month has just started.”Guys, if we going to survive, we have to do something about it soon, and I really mean soon.” And then, we started planning and coming with ideas to getting money. Our alternatives are, to rob a bank or selling drugs. And we couldn’t sell drugs, because we don’t have the money to buy the drugs.
We called some of our friends, to go help us, and now were sitting and planning our robbery. Some of them got the skills and abilities to hack the banks system and security cameras. That’s going to help us, getting fully access to the bank. Now, we need some pistols, to take hostages, and demand the bank workers, to give us all the money. So were going to one our friends, to buy us four pistols, maybe 4, in case one of the hostages or bank workers should grab a pistol out of our hands. So I’d would be clever and better, to have 5 pistols with us. We got back at our apartment, tired as a motherfucker. “We see you guys tomorrow, we have to get our rest, so we’re going to bed. C’ya.” And went to bed, with all these thoughts running through my mind; “Will it ever end happily? Will we ever get out of this, alive? Do we have a chance to runaway, and hide? Where should we hide? Is this a good idea? Shouldn’t we just work hard, nine to five jobs?” and so on. Accurate these questions had gone through my mind, all this week, while planning the robbery and getting materials. All this, from the second that we step into the bank, will change.
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