Last night, I journeyed to Augusta, GA. It all started with a phone call from my aunt telling me that my grandmother was going to the hospital. I drove as fast as I could to get to Doctor's Hospital. I somehow parked outside of the ambulance entrance as they were asking the ER for a stretcher.
My grandmother and my aunt came out of the entrance and saw me. My grandmother hugged me and started crying. She said that she was glad I came down. I'm not sure why she was there but my aunt told me that soon she would start to forget us all. I just felt incredibly sad.
I drove away in tears and ended up at a restaurant with belly dancers and food from Istanbul. As I was sitting down to eat before hitting the road again, the place was raided by police. I got out and got back to my car with an extra passenger. It was one of the waiters. He was going to take me to the myth buster's experiment set up in Augusta.
We arrived and Jaime handed me an assault rifle and a bullet. I was confused by the bullet. He had several targets set up with different numbers. He told me to shoot through the targets and for each target I hit, he would take money off of my credit card bills. I thought, all right. So, I tried to load the gun and didn't realize the gun was preloaded and the safety was off. I managed to shoot out a lamp with a spray of bullets. Jaime got really angry at me and started cussing me out. He grabbed me by the arm and dragged me inside to inform the staff to give me the world's worst experiment award and that I was never allowed back. The staff looked shocked and I started to tear up. Jaime stormed out and the staff apologized to me. They said he wasn't normally like that but nothing they said made me feel better. I told them I was going to tell everyone how disrespectful they were and that they had no problem of me returning, I didn't want to. A girl from the staff followed me to my car and profusely apologized, but I just didn't care. And, I left.
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
Friday, September 14, 2012
The Spider Apocalypse
There were spiders everywhere! All throughout the town! These weren't your average, oh look it's a cute jumping spider, no. These spiders ranged from garden spider sized to tarantula, and they were going to take over the town.
Now, I realize how ridiculous that sounds, but it's true.
They had already taken over the bodies of Ms. Myers and Ms. Phyllis down the street. They hit the nursing home and doctor's offices first, picking off the older and the weak. The more brightly colored a spider is, the more dangerous it is. These spiders ranged from a cream color (which wasn't so dangerous) to bright neon colors (that could kill you with one bite). Once these spiders killed you, they reanimated your body and a spider controlled it. People would just walk around and the spiders would trick you this way and attack you because you couldn't tell the difference between the dead and alive at night.
There were webs everywhere. You couldn't walk without getting stuck in a damn web. And, I hate that.
I watched a group of a teenagers get into a car to leave town. Yeah, that wasn't going to happen. I watched as a clearly infected friend, which the others didn't realize because they didn't know what to look for at night, locked the doors and infected the entire car.
Morons.
I hid in quiet cover behind some bushes near the Swanson's old house. They were one of the first families converted, so the spiders left this place alone a long time ago.
I was trying to figure out how to escape without being noticed. I heard talk over the radio about the town basically being blown up in the morning. If I left by car, it would be too obvious. The spiders would know. If I walked, the spiders could tell I wasn't infected yet. If I rode a bike, the same. The spiders hadn't gotten beyond the town yet because there was still food here.
I laid on my stomach and wiggled through the backyard. I got to the hole in the fence and cut across to the next house. It was still dark. I made my way to the first doctor's office that was hit by these spiders. No one knows where they came from or how they got here. I was on my own with no other survivors. It was better that way. No one to slow you down or get you caught by these things.
I saw a creme colored garden shaped spider guarding the office. I was going to need medical supplies to add to my book bag if I was going to attempt this trip. I silently smashed the spider with my shoe, hoping that I killed it before it could signal to the others.
The spiders had a telepathic way of communicating. If one spider saw people still alive at the house, it would signal to the nest (which I still haven't found, thankfully) and the nest would descend upon that house before you could even scream. I had seen it done lots of times. How did I escape, you ask. I climbed out of a back window and watched my family be eaten. It was the hardest thing I've ever had to witness, even harder still because their bodies are still walking around being controlled by spiders.
I got into the office successfully, looked around for spiders, and continued my search. I grabbed a bunch of medications, gauze, and anything else that looked useful. Then, I left out of the back window and hid below in the brush. The spiders hadn't seen me. I passed by the pet store on the way to the verge of the town.
I had found the nest. It was in the pet store.
I crept by silently. I hope that none would see me.
Finally, I was at the verge of town. It was guarded by massive spiders with massive webs. They didn't want anyone to escape through here. It was dawn. If I didn't leave now, I would never be able to leave again. I heard a noise behind me and hit the ground. Three drones were overhead and they blasted the spiders and the webs with missiles. The spiders died and the webs caught fire.
I was almost knocked out by the blast.
The drones continued their attacks through town. I had better run before the real explosions happen. I think the army just wanted to see what they were dealing with and if it had spread to anywhere else.
I ran as fast as I've ever run in my life. I found an abandoned car and checked it thoroughly for spiders. It was clean so I got in and drove. I put the pedal down and didn't stop. I looked behind me in my rear view mirror and saw the mushroom cloud.
Bye Bye, spiders.
Now, I realize how ridiculous that sounds, but it's true.
They had already taken over the bodies of Ms. Myers and Ms. Phyllis down the street. They hit the nursing home and doctor's offices first, picking off the older and the weak. The more brightly colored a spider is, the more dangerous it is. These spiders ranged from a cream color (which wasn't so dangerous) to bright neon colors (that could kill you with one bite). Once these spiders killed you, they reanimated your body and a spider controlled it. People would just walk around and the spiders would trick you this way and attack you because you couldn't tell the difference between the dead and alive at night.
There were webs everywhere. You couldn't walk without getting stuck in a damn web. And, I hate that.
I watched a group of a teenagers get into a car to leave town. Yeah, that wasn't going to happen. I watched as a clearly infected friend, which the others didn't realize because they didn't know what to look for at night, locked the doors and infected the entire car.
Morons.
I hid in quiet cover behind some bushes near the Swanson's old house. They were one of the first families converted, so the spiders left this place alone a long time ago.
I was trying to figure out how to escape without being noticed. I heard talk over the radio about the town basically being blown up in the morning. If I left by car, it would be too obvious. The spiders would know. If I walked, the spiders could tell I wasn't infected yet. If I rode a bike, the same. The spiders hadn't gotten beyond the town yet because there was still food here.
I laid on my stomach and wiggled through the backyard. I got to the hole in the fence and cut across to the next house. It was still dark. I made my way to the first doctor's office that was hit by these spiders. No one knows where they came from or how they got here. I was on my own with no other survivors. It was better that way. No one to slow you down or get you caught by these things.
I saw a creme colored garden shaped spider guarding the office. I was going to need medical supplies to add to my book bag if I was going to attempt this trip. I silently smashed the spider with my shoe, hoping that I killed it before it could signal to the others.
The spiders had a telepathic way of communicating. If one spider saw people still alive at the house, it would signal to the nest (which I still haven't found, thankfully) and the nest would descend upon that house before you could even scream. I had seen it done lots of times. How did I escape, you ask. I climbed out of a back window and watched my family be eaten. It was the hardest thing I've ever had to witness, even harder still because their bodies are still walking around being controlled by spiders.
I got into the office successfully, looked around for spiders, and continued my search. I grabbed a bunch of medications, gauze, and anything else that looked useful. Then, I left out of the back window and hid below in the brush. The spiders hadn't seen me. I passed by the pet store on the way to the verge of the town.
I had found the nest. It was in the pet store.
I crept by silently. I hope that none would see me.
Finally, I was at the verge of town. It was guarded by massive spiders with massive webs. They didn't want anyone to escape through here. It was dawn. If I didn't leave now, I would never be able to leave again. I heard a noise behind me and hit the ground. Three drones were overhead and they blasted the spiders and the webs with missiles. The spiders died and the webs caught fire.
I was almost knocked out by the blast.
The drones continued their attacks through town. I had better run before the real explosions happen. I think the army just wanted to see what they were dealing with and if it had spread to anywhere else.
I ran as fast as I've ever run in my life. I found an abandoned car and checked it thoroughly for spiders. It was clean so I got in and drove. I put the pedal down and didn't stop. I looked behind me in my rear view mirror and saw the mushroom cloud.
Bye Bye, spiders.
Friday, August 31, 2012
The Savannah River Nightmare
I've had this dream that reoccurs every so often, but I've had it since I was six years old.
I am in a blue car. Sometimes I'm with people, but this time I was by myself. I am driving down Gordon Highway in Augusta trying to make it to North Augusta. As I'm driving across the Savannah River bridge, I look down and think that's quite a fall. Then, another car, out of nowhere, hits me and noses me to the edge of the bridge. My car breaks through the guard rail and I scream.
The car plunges downward. It feels like I'm falling for hours. It's like time stops. I can't breath or move. I'm thrown against my seat with tremendous force. Then, the car smashes into the water and I hit my head hard on the steering wheel. The car starts to fill up with water. I can't get out of my seat belt. I fumble and struggle to get out of the car. Finally, the seat belt is off but the car has sunk quickly and is now filling up with water. I try opening the door. No good. I try breaking the glass window. It won't break. The car is still filling up with water.
I try to kick the window hoping there's enough pressure to crack it. There isn't.
The car is almost full of water. I'm swallowing air at the tiny pocket at the top of the car.
I'm still trying to kick the window open but it won't budge. I'm almost at the bottom of the river now. Finally, the car is full of water and I can't breathe.
I die.
I am in a blue car. Sometimes I'm with people, but this time I was by myself. I am driving down Gordon Highway in Augusta trying to make it to North Augusta. As I'm driving across the Savannah River bridge, I look down and think that's quite a fall. Then, another car, out of nowhere, hits me and noses me to the edge of the bridge. My car breaks through the guard rail and I scream.
The car plunges downward. It feels like I'm falling for hours. It's like time stops. I can't breath or move. I'm thrown against my seat with tremendous force. Then, the car smashes into the water and I hit my head hard on the steering wheel. The car starts to fill up with water. I can't get out of my seat belt. I fumble and struggle to get out of the car. Finally, the seat belt is off but the car has sunk quickly and is now filling up with water. I try opening the door. No good. I try breaking the glass window. It won't break. The car is still filling up with water.
I try to kick the window hoping there's enough pressure to crack it. There isn't.
The car is almost full of water. I'm swallowing air at the tiny pocket at the top of the car.
I'm still trying to kick the window open but it won't budge. I'm almost at the bottom of the river now. Finally, the car is full of water and I can't breathe.
I die.
Thursday, July 19, 2012
The House of No Escape
I was in my dad's parent's house. I was there with my mother but I wasn't sure why. It looked completely different from how I remembered it. My grandfather had added on an extra story to the house but you couldn't tell from outside.
The renovations weren't complete - there was plastic everywhere. I went up to the second story to find that the floor wasn't finished. You could go to the edge of the linoleum of the second unfinished kitchen and see the living room below you.
There was also a bathroom on the second floor. I went into the bathroom, stepping carefully, afraid I might fall to the floor below.
The bathroom had been finished and was painted blue. There were flags hanging above the mirror. Plastic flags, like you would see as advertisements at baseball games or on the sides of hockey games. The big, center flag was a Georgia State flag with a panther on it. That confused me. I reached out to touch it but as I did, my mom put her hand on my shoulder.
"So, what do you think?" She asked me.
I looked around.
"It's not like I remembered it to be. It's a bit eerie. Why are we here?" I asked.
She smiled.
"Because we own it now. It was left to us in the will."
I stood there dumbfounded.
"We have people renting it currently but I could kick them out if you want."
What I wanted was to escape the house but I felt like there was no escape. How were people living there? The renovations would take MONTHS to finish. How did we come to own it? I was so confused. I collapsed on the floor.
And woke up.
The renovations weren't complete - there was plastic everywhere. I went up to the second story to find that the floor wasn't finished. You could go to the edge of the linoleum of the second unfinished kitchen and see the living room below you.
There was also a bathroom on the second floor. I went into the bathroom, stepping carefully, afraid I might fall to the floor below.
The bathroom had been finished and was painted blue. There were flags hanging above the mirror. Plastic flags, like you would see as advertisements at baseball games or on the sides of hockey games. The big, center flag was a Georgia State flag with a panther on it. That confused me. I reached out to touch it but as I did, my mom put her hand on my shoulder.
"So, what do you think?" She asked me.
I looked around.
"It's not like I remembered it to be. It's a bit eerie. Why are we here?" I asked.
She smiled.
"Because we own it now. It was left to us in the will."
I stood there dumbfounded.
"We have people renting it currently but I could kick them out if you want."
What I wanted was to escape the house but I felt like there was no escape. How were people living there? The renovations would take MONTHS to finish. How did we come to own it? I was so confused. I collapsed on the floor.
And woke up.
Saturday, July 14, 2012
Revenge [Working Title]
I had always known that I was meant for this line of work. I was horrible at regular jobs. They were so mundane and boring. I just couldn’t handle it and New Orleans was full of opportunities.
I honestly did try when I first got married and found out I had a baby on the way. I tried to go straight but then I realized that I could make so much more money doing what I was great at – stealing. I hoped that tonight’s job would be the last one I would ever have to do because it would set up my family for life.
I left my wife, son, and daughter at home telling them that I had to work late. My wife knew what I was up to. It was hard for her not to see through my lies as we had been together for way too long. She knew what I did when I left the house and she pursed her lips in disapproval when I shut the door to go.
As I did so, my ten-year-old daughter ran outside to catch up with me. “Father,” she said, “do you have to go? You're supposed to read me a story.” She paused and then said, “I worry about you papa.”
I turned to look at her as she caught me before I could unlock the door to my car. “Lindsay, you must be a good girl and go back inside. You need to help your mama. I will read you a story tomorrow night, I promise.” I smiled at Lindsay reassuringly knowing that if tonight went well, I would never have to pull another job again.
That put a smile on Lindsay's face and she hugged me. “OK papa, but tomorrow night you're going to have to read TWO stories to make up for tonight.” She winked at me and gave me a hug.
Lindsay is a smart girl for a ten year old. She really knows how to bend her papa around her finger. I guess you could call her daddy's girl, which she was. “Now, go back inside and help your mother and brother put away the dishes and leftovers from dinner. I want you in bed on time young lady.”
She rolled her eyes but gave me one more hug goodbye and went inside. I didn't know at the time that I wouldn't see her again for at least twelve more years. So, I got into my car and turned the key in the ignition. I was to meet Danny at the rendezvous point in exactly an hour. I thought I knew what I was getting into so I pulled out of the driveway to my future. The ally was dark when I reached in. Danny was there pacing back and forth. I got out of my car and approached him apprehensively. He turned to look at me and grunted.
“Did you bring the goods?”
I nodded and gestured to the trunk of my car. “It's in there.” I explained in few words.
Danny nodded and popped the trunk. He grabbed the black ski masks and the glock 33s that were shoved down next to the spare tire and smiled. “This should go good. Real good. The vault is in the back and Walsh said he got the code. He's gonna crack it. All we have to do is stand guard and make sure that no one decides to play hero or get too nosy.” Danny said as he grinned and showed a mouthful of decaying teeth.
He was a big guy, one that you never would want to cross. He probably played a linebacker in high school football before he was kicked out. I shrugged and returned the grin. I had been itching to shoot someone for the longest. Now, the guys were going to trust me to do so ... that meant that I had graduated to the level where they trusted me. That was good, real good.
So, then we got down to business. Walsh gave us the signal we were waiting for. The codes to the doors had been cracked so that we could make our way to the vault without any of those pesky alarms going off. Danny and I put on our masks and holstered our guns for now. We had some rope and tape that I had brought along just in case. You never know with these types of jobs. Danny made it to Walsh who stood up and gazed over him like he was a general inspecting his troops.
“What took you so damn long?” Walsh said as he opened the door.
Danny grinned at him and handed him a ski mask and a gun. Walsh gave an ugly grin with rotted teeth back because he loved guns. Walsh was a frightening person to work with. He had a prior criminal record that he liked to brag about of how he killed his wife and her lover. He hacked into his wife’s computer and started sending the guy death threats and completely driving the guy to the brink of insanity. Then, he went over to the guy's house and forced his wife to come with him and he tortured them for hours with knives.
Afterwards, he made his wife castrate her lover and then he shot them both in the head. He was never convicted though because there wasn't enough evidence for the cops to go on. Despite his appearance, he was really smart. He cleaned all of his fingerprints and made sure that the computer evidence was untraceable.
That's Walsh's favorite story.
Danny, Walsh, and I make it to the back of the bank to the vault. Walsh was grinning and playing with the toys he brought to crack the code on the vault. Danny was fidgeting in the corner waiting for instructions to blow something up. I stood there grinning thinking about all of the money that we're going to get. My daughter will be set for college. Then, I look up at a security camera staring back at me.
“Walsh?” I ask pointing at the camera.
“Oh, that's right. Hey, don't worry about the camera. It can't really see us. I recorded an hour of video and it’s on a loop. They can't see us and will never know we were here until they open for business in the morning and realize that an hour of feed is missing.”
He grins and cracks the code. “Brilliant.” I mutter. The vault squeaked open. Inside were all of my dreams and my way out. I smiled. Danny and Walsh both smiled and started going in with bags piling the money to the brim. It was like Christmas.
I started to grab my bag and dive in when I heard someone on a megaphone outside scream, “THIS IS THE POLICE! COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP! NOW!”
Danny and I looked at Walsh. “I thought you said you deactivated all of the alarms!” Danny screamed at him.
“I did, asshole! They were ALL deactivated. I was VERY careful. This can't be fucking happening!” Walsh screamed back at me.
“Is there no way out of here? Can't we just blow a hole in the floor?” I asked ducking down.
“That's not going to be possible...I don't have the plans for the bank because this was so carefully done and I didn't think any fucking cops were going to come crash our party.” Walsh said grabbing more money and shoving it into the bag.
Just then, a black canister broke through the window and rolled to us in the back. It started letting out this yellowish colored gas.
“Jesus Christ! Cover up with something so that you can't breathe in the gas! They're tryin' to smoke us out!” Danny yelled and covered his ski mask with a bandana that he had in his pocket.
I fell down to my hands and knees trying not to breathe in the gas. My eyes were watering. I could see Walsh ducking in a corner and then I saw him open a door in the floor that I didn't notice before. I winced.
Then, I realized with a sinking feeling in my stomach that he had lied to us. Walsh caught eye contact with me and smiled. It was such a cold smile that let me know he had planned this and planned for Danny and I to take the fall so that he could enjoy the money. I should have known better. Looking back on it, I don’t know how I could have been so stupid.
The cops were yelling at us to come out. Walsh was gone. Then, I heard gunshots. Danny, I guess, had opened fire, which resulted in the cops opening fire on us. I took out my gun and fired shots. I managed to kill three policemen in the crossfire, as I found out later and Danny managed to kill two.
And that’s the story of how I ended up in prison. I have been here for twelve years since I was tried and convicted. I am currently on death row awaiting my execution. Danny was tried as well, although we're not in the same prison. I’m not sure what his sentence was. Walsh got away scot-free and is a carefree millionaire who lives in Malibu, I believe. I'm planning on visiting him real soon. REAL soon. It would be worth it to break out of this dump just to go and wipe that smug look off of his face.
I get to see my family maybe twice a week. My daughter is the only one who comes to visit me. My wife divorced me and my son doesn’t want anything to do with me. He’s ashamed of me. My daughter understands why I did what I did. She knows that deep down; I’m not a violent person.
My daughter has also come up with a plan to get me out. I’ve tried to talk her out of it but she’s stubborn and determined, like her father. To my surprise, she became a world class thief and assassin. I discouraged this by pointing out where I ended up but it did not deter her at all. She told me that she craved excitement and the pay was better than any regular job she could work. Her mom doesn’t know but Lindsay told me, very proud.
She’s rich in her own right and very independent. Lindsay did graduate from college and was really smart. She learned French, Spanish, and Japanese on her own. She explained to me that when she travels, she doesn't want to have a translator in case something went wrong.
Little did she know that I had a plan of my own to escape. I had a long time to think about what to do. I mean, who wants to die?
I honestly did try when I first got married and found out I had a baby on the way. I tried to go straight but then I realized that I could make so much more money doing what I was great at – stealing. I hoped that tonight’s job would be the last one I would ever have to do because it would set up my family for life.
I left my wife, son, and daughter at home telling them that I had to work late. My wife knew what I was up to. It was hard for her not to see through my lies as we had been together for way too long. She knew what I did when I left the house and she pursed her lips in disapproval when I shut the door to go.
As I did so, my ten-year-old daughter ran outside to catch up with me. “Father,” she said, “do you have to go? You're supposed to read me a story.” She paused and then said, “I worry about you papa.”
I turned to look at her as she caught me before I could unlock the door to my car. “Lindsay, you must be a good girl and go back inside. You need to help your mama. I will read you a story tomorrow night, I promise.” I smiled at Lindsay reassuringly knowing that if tonight went well, I would never have to pull another job again.
That put a smile on Lindsay's face and she hugged me. “OK papa, but tomorrow night you're going to have to read TWO stories to make up for tonight.” She winked at me and gave me a hug.
Lindsay is a smart girl for a ten year old. She really knows how to bend her papa around her finger. I guess you could call her daddy's girl, which she was. “Now, go back inside and help your mother and brother put away the dishes and leftovers from dinner. I want you in bed on time young lady.”
She rolled her eyes but gave me one more hug goodbye and went inside. I didn't know at the time that I wouldn't see her again for at least twelve more years. So, I got into my car and turned the key in the ignition. I was to meet Danny at the rendezvous point in exactly an hour. I thought I knew what I was getting into so I pulled out of the driveway to my future. The ally was dark when I reached in. Danny was there pacing back and forth. I got out of my car and approached him apprehensively. He turned to look at me and grunted.
“Did you bring the goods?”
I nodded and gestured to the trunk of my car. “It's in there.” I explained in few words.
Danny nodded and popped the trunk. He grabbed the black ski masks and the glock 33s that were shoved down next to the spare tire and smiled. “This should go good. Real good. The vault is in the back and Walsh said he got the code. He's gonna crack it. All we have to do is stand guard and make sure that no one decides to play hero or get too nosy.” Danny said as he grinned and showed a mouthful of decaying teeth.
He was a big guy, one that you never would want to cross. He probably played a linebacker in high school football before he was kicked out. I shrugged and returned the grin. I had been itching to shoot someone for the longest. Now, the guys were going to trust me to do so ... that meant that I had graduated to the level where they trusted me. That was good, real good.
So, then we got down to business. Walsh gave us the signal we were waiting for. The codes to the doors had been cracked so that we could make our way to the vault without any of those pesky alarms going off. Danny and I put on our masks and holstered our guns for now. We had some rope and tape that I had brought along just in case. You never know with these types of jobs. Danny made it to Walsh who stood up and gazed over him like he was a general inspecting his troops.
“What took you so damn long?” Walsh said as he opened the door.
Danny grinned at him and handed him a ski mask and a gun. Walsh gave an ugly grin with rotted teeth back because he loved guns. Walsh was a frightening person to work with. He had a prior criminal record that he liked to brag about of how he killed his wife and her lover. He hacked into his wife’s computer and started sending the guy death threats and completely driving the guy to the brink of insanity. Then, he went over to the guy's house and forced his wife to come with him and he tortured them for hours with knives.
Afterwards, he made his wife castrate her lover and then he shot them both in the head. He was never convicted though because there wasn't enough evidence for the cops to go on. Despite his appearance, he was really smart. He cleaned all of his fingerprints and made sure that the computer evidence was untraceable.
That's Walsh's favorite story.
Danny, Walsh, and I make it to the back of the bank to the vault. Walsh was grinning and playing with the toys he brought to crack the code on the vault. Danny was fidgeting in the corner waiting for instructions to blow something up. I stood there grinning thinking about all of the money that we're going to get. My daughter will be set for college. Then, I look up at a security camera staring back at me.
“Walsh?” I ask pointing at the camera.
“Oh, that's right. Hey, don't worry about the camera. It can't really see us. I recorded an hour of video and it’s on a loop. They can't see us and will never know we were here until they open for business in the morning and realize that an hour of feed is missing.”
He grins and cracks the code. “Brilliant.” I mutter. The vault squeaked open. Inside were all of my dreams and my way out. I smiled. Danny and Walsh both smiled and started going in with bags piling the money to the brim. It was like Christmas.
I started to grab my bag and dive in when I heard someone on a megaphone outside scream, “THIS IS THE POLICE! COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP! NOW!”
Danny and I looked at Walsh. “I thought you said you deactivated all of the alarms!” Danny screamed at him.
“I did, asshole! They were ALL deactivated. I was VERY careful. This can't be fucking happening!” Walsh screamed back at me.
“Is there no way out of here? Can't we just blow a hole in the floor?” I asked ducking down.
“That's not going to be possible...I don't have the plans for the bank because this was so carefully done and I didn't think any fucking cops were going to come crash our party.” Walsh said grabbing more money and shoving it into the bag.
Just then, a black canister broke through the window and rolled to us in the back. It started letting out this yellowish colored gas.
“Jesus Christ! Cover up with something so that you can't breathe in the gas! They're tryin' to smoke us out!” Danny yelled and covered his ski mask with a bandana that he had in his pocket.
I fell down to my hands and knees trying not to breathe in the gas. My eyes were watering. I could see Walsh ducking in a corner and then I saw him open a door in the floor that I didn't notice before. I winced.
Then, I realized with a sinking feeling in my stomach that he had lied to us. Walsh caught eye contact with me and smiled. It was such a cold smile that let me know he had planned this and planned for Danny and I to take the fall so that he could enjoy the money. I should have known better. Looking back on it, I don’t know how I could have been so stupid.
The cops were yelling at us to come out. Walsh was gone. Then, I heard gunshots. Danny, I guess, had opened fire, which resulted in the cops opening fire on us. I took out my gun and fired shots. I managed to kill three policemen in the crossfire, as I found out later and Danny managed to kill two.
And that’s the story of how I ended up in prison. I have been here for twelve years since I was tried and convicted. I am currently on death row awaiting my execution. Danny was tried as well, although we're not in the same prison. I’m not sure what his sentence was. Walsh got away scot-free and is a carefree millionaire who lives in Malibu, I believe. I'm planning on visiting him real soon. REAL soon. It would be worth it to break out of this dump just to go and wipe that smug look off of his face.
I get to see my family maybe twice a week. My daughter is the only one who comes to visit me. My wife divorced me and my son doesn’t want anything to do with me. He’s ashamed of me. My daughter understands why I did what I did. She knows that deep down; I’m not a violent person.
My daughter has also come up with a plan to get me out. I’ve tried to talk her out of it but she’s stubborn and determined, like her father. To my surprise, she became a world class thief and assassin. I discouraged this by pointing out where I ended up but it did not deter her at all. She told me that she craved excitement and the pay was better than any regular job she could work. Her mom doesn’t know but Lindsay told me, very proud.
She’s rich in her own right and very independent. Lindsay did graduate from college and was really smart. She learned French, Spanish, and Japanese on her own. She explained to me that when she travels, she doesn't want to have a translator in case something went wrong.
Little did she know that I had a plan of my own to escape. I had a long time to think about what to do. I mean, who wants to die?
To My Love
You are the love of my life,
I have opened my heart up to you,
No other love will suffice,
I only want you.
You have brightened up my world,
And opened my eyes to new beginnings,
and wonderful things I've never realized.
I love spending time with you,
And when I'm away,
I miss you,
And think of you always.
I hope I spend the rest of my life with you,
For no one else will do
You are the only one I want
And I thank my stars that I found you.
I hold you in my arms,
And look into your eyes,
And I drown in them.
I love you so deeply,
And I'm glad I found you.
I love you,
And I'm glad you're mine.
I have opened my heart up to you,
No other love will suffice,
I only want you.
You have brightened up my world,
And opened my eyes to new beginnings,
and wonderful things I've never realized.
I love spending time with you,
And when I'm away,
I miss you,
And think of you always.
I hope I spend the rest of my life with you,
For no one else will do
You are the only one I want
And I thank my stars that I found you.
I hold you in my arms,
And look into your eyes,
And I drown in them.
I love you so deeply,
And I'm glad I found you.
I love you,
And I'm glad you're mine.
Dreams
Peacefully dreaming
Away from this dark portal
of reality
Sleep
A desperate escape
from unkind world
We know so well
Darkness takes me
I fall away
into a peaceful slumber.
Away from this dark portal
of reality
Sleep
A desperate escape
from unkind world
We know so well
Darkness takes me
I fall away
into a peaceful slumber.
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