“Sentenced to four years to the correctional rehabilitation centre of Sacramento!”, the Judge yelled. “Have a nice visit”, he grinned.
This is it he thought. He looked at this watch. 15:28 PM. He took a big breath and walked calmly in. He took his gun and shot at the celling. Everyone screamed and ran out oft he building. Alarms went off all around him, ringing loudly in his ears. He walked slowly with his shotgun leaned on his right shoulder and his empty bag hanging on his left hand. „PUT THE FUCKING MONEY IN THE BAG!“, he shrieked at the top of his voice at the register. „AND DON’T GIVE ME INK PADS!“ The employee fumbled and gave him the money. Just as he wanted to turn around a voice yelled something behind him. “FREEZE! YOU’RE SURROUNDED!” The police officer cocked his gun. “GET ON YOUR KNEES NOW!” He couldn’t believe it, everyone ran out of the bank. Before he could think any longer the policeman wacked his gun against his head and he fell unconscious.
He woke up with a sudden jolt. His alarm clock was ringing. He groaned and checked the time: 7:30 AM. Today was the beginning. He was going to start planning things out for the special day. The day that would change everything. He got up and went to work. He made coffee and took out his book. „How to rob a bank for dummies“ it read. If he would do the bank heist successfully, he obviously needed to plan it all out properly.
Alarm
The hero boy
It was, as usual, 7:00 O’clock when the police officer woke up. He lived in a small village near the city with a young son whom mother died when he was only five years old. They lived in a house consisting of three bed rooms and one sitting room, near the house was a well, which the police officer named ”The Pradise” and in the evening when he came from his work he always fetched water from the Pradise well and went with his son to the playing ground. The police officer was good in giving nicknames and he gave his son the name “Shining Gold”.
Justice
The Delivery
The Writing Cycle
