Short+of+Breath


 * 1) I’ve never done anything like this, but I was about to be thrown out of college and was desperate for money…
 * 2) the building was down the street about 3 blocks. I knew the interior well, and i couldnt belive that i was going through with this: i was going to rob the PNC bank on broad street. My ski mask was in the duffel bag in my left hand, ready to conceal my identity. If i could sucessfully and anonymously do this within reason, i would have enough money to hold me over for at least 2-3 months. The huge revolving door was in sight, and I started to sweat, despite the January weather.
 * 3) i walked toward the door with sweaty palms and a trembling body, i had to remind my self that i had to staycalm if i wanted this to work out well. i said a quick prayer even though i knew god didnt hear because of what i was about to do. I popped the door open and as any robber said i said give me your money.
 * 4) There was 3 tellers behind there desk and because of that i was glad. There faces turned blue, and panic arouse over them. My next was to get them from behind the counter and tie them up. "GET UP & MOVE"! I pointed my finger in the direction of a near by rest room. Than God I had brung some rope. The employees listened very well and did as i said. I tied each of them up tightly, so secure that i knew they couldn't escape. After that task was finsihed I made sure I knocked out each camera lens out. Even though i was very perpared with a mask I didnt want anyone to use to try to trace anything back to me. I walked towards the vault where the millions of dollars laid untoched and ready to be in possesion.
 * 5) & that's when I seen tht dumb broad hit the alarm. As the signal for the police to come to the rescue rang loudly, I started to shake. Shit, now I'm scraed. Robbers aren't supposed to get scared, and I'm nervous as hell. Why did I even do this? I should've stayed in school and made an honest living. Maybe my mom wouldv'e been proud then. Fagetabout it, I'm still in this tight spot. As I look around I see a an exit. This is it, I gotta get out before the cops come. With my legs quivering from fear of a failed heist and hella jail time, I grab the money the first teller stuffed in the bag and flee as fast as I can. I hear sirens in the background, the cops are right down the street speeding as swift as the wind to PNC. This is the most attention this bank has ever recieved, considering it's small space and the lack of a crowded amount of people in there. My leg finally starts shaking as I arrive 4 blocks from the bank. My gun is still on safety, so much help that would've done me.
 * 6) I break in ready to rob but, the next thing BOOM! bullet in my shoulder. The pain oh this pain so hard to discribe my blood spills out I feel cold and sleepy like I'm going to bed I pass out, but before I do I let out ine big DAMN! then out. I awake to see myself in handcuff that's right I'm in prison. who would believe I'd be here.
 * 7) And now im going to jail a broken person and a failure. I should of just got a job, i will be in jail for life and wounded. I will be around people who dont care about me and probably want me dead faster than a heartbeat. What is thre left to do? My life is ruined and now its time for me to get questioned by a bunch of people i dont know. I should of start selling my body and i probably would of got more money for that. Now i am stuck with nothing. I DONT HAVE NOTHING. The only thing i have is myself, and on top of that i dont even respect myself. It's king of obvious because i just failed to rob the bank and then in the process i got shot. I wish i had family but they all left me because they said they dont want nothing to do with me. The only good thing about this is that my baby mom not going to nag me about child support. My life is over! I'm in a jail cell. I let the words sink in. //I'm in a jail cell, d*mn it! Up until now, this didn't seem real. Now it's way too real. I'm trapped. Wait. My parents may come. Oh Lord, I have to face my parents. They won't be pleased.// That's when I realized something. I would never have to face them. I wasn't going to stay here. I am no ordinary girl. The county jail was surrounded on all four sides by a fence. At the top of this fence, there is barbed wire. //I have to get there. No choice.// A guard walks by, and I gave him a sweet smile, innocent and yet flirtacious in a way. "Hello, sir" I said too sweetly, "Do you think you can find a way to get me to talk to my parents?" His stern look did not change. I persisted. "Please?" I made a " Come here motion through the bars. He came closer, thankfully. I focused, everything going away. This was going to get ugly. Grabbing his collar, I pulled his head and banged it against the jailbars. He was knocked out cold. Adrenaline filled me, exactly what I needed. Grabbing a bar with each hand, I pulled with all my might...