Robbery
It was late at night when the glass shattered. I heard it almost as if it were a dream. The sound was hazy, and a little fuzzy, like cotton was over my ears. Yet I heard it. I creeped down the polished wood steps, my heart beating so loud and fast I thought it would hop right out of me and run away. A nerve wracking thump came, and I stopped mid- step. The sound of scrambling boots echoed through the long stairway.
Cautiously setting my foot down, the stair made a cracking sound, like a broken bone. The heavy foot steps stopped, and I knew this was it. I was finished. Slowly the steps came up the stairs, and with each one I felt a little more dizzy. The crowd roared from outside, cheering on my enemy. The camera hung from a string directly above me, and tears pooled in my eyes as I looked up. The smell of horrible breath turned my attention back to the present. I was staring into the cold eyes of a big, burly man, wearing all black, his bushy beard tree trunk brown. " Give it up." He growled at me. My throat tightened. Opening my mouth to talk, he slapped it shut. " Save it, runt." He cackled, and his icy blue eyes glinted in the light. There was something wrong.....
"Alrighty folks!! We have a winner!" Boomed a cheery voice over a speaker. "Now Hannah, you get to choose to die yourself or kill Guthry!!" Wait a minute, I thought. Guthry won. He's supposed to choose, not me. Guthry was obviously confused to. "Wait wait WAIT!!!"Guthry screamed." I WON! Not that stupid little girl!" " Hannah! Choose!" The voice boomed again, this time with a tint of inpatientce.
Guthrys eyes glared at me. " Umm, uh," I stuttered." Guthry dies....." I trailed off. Guthry stumbled backward, his eyes wide with fear." What??? What???" A solider in navy green stepped up and yanked Guthrys arms behind his back. "YOU!!!!!" He screamed, trying to pull out of the soldiers grip. " I'LL GET YOU ONE DAY!!!" Guthry was shoved into the back of a police car and driven away. I stood there stiff with shock. What had I just done!! Whatever, I thought. What's done is done. And with that, I headed back upstairs to bed.