Prison Breakout
“Ok, how am I going to do this?” You harshly tell yourself.
After contemplating for a minute, you begin to feel irrational thought, “I mean, it’s only a door, how hard can it be?”
Rationally, you throw yourself against the cell door.
“Thud!” The door appears to creek.
“Thud!” It’s barely made a dent.
“Thud!” And it’s open!
How can this be? All you did was pound it. When you quickly turn the corner of the door, you notice a familiar face, Warden Clark.
“You’re coming with me,” he states with no fear in his deep voice.
You hastily agree, and begin to walk with him with slow quaking steps.
Escaping now could have been a great decision. The overwhelming feelings took charge, and almost like your attempted murder, you’re back in a difficult decision. A couple weeks have passed since 60 days were previously added to your sentence, but you don’t care. You’ll find away out of here, whether it’s tomorrow, or during your next sentence.
GAME OVER!
After contemplating for a minute, you begin to feel irrational thought, “I mean, it’s only a door, how hard can it be?”
Rationally, you throw yourself against the cell door.
“Thud!” The door appears to creek.
“Thud!” It’s barely made a dent.
“Thud!” And it’s open!
How can this be? All you did was pound it. When you quickly turn the corner of the door, you notice a familiar face, Warden Clark.
“You’re coming with me,” he states with no fear in his deep voice.
You hastily agree, and begin to walk with him with slow quaking steps.
Escaping now could have been a great decision. The overwhelming feelings took charge, and almost like your attempted murder, you’re back in a difficult decision. A couple weeks have passed since 60 days were previously added to your sentence, but you don’t care. You’ll find away out of here, whether it’s tomorrow, or during your next sentence.
GAME OVER!