I Am I 'm About My Life

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Am I really about to do this, I thought. Could she possibly be right? Maybe, just maybe I won’t get caught because it’s only one time. All these negative thoughts raced through my mind like cars in a highway. As we sauntered in the store, I felt like everyone already knew I had done it. They watched me like an eagle watches its prey. I didn’t want to do it, but it was too late to turn around and say no. I was wondering who was going to say something to me, or who knew what I did. I did know, however, that this was going to haunt me for the rest of my life! Ashley Berroa, my beloved, but cunning 16 year old cousin had come to visit from New York over the summer of 2012. She was very skinny and short, but strong. Her strength deceives…show more content…
She was like Snow White, the sweetest of them all. Ashley and I, were waiting outside in the sun for a while because that store was too crowded. We quickly became bored. Therefore, Ashley came up with the worst idea ever. Who knew boredom really did kill. “Yooooooo! You gotta to steal something before I go back,” She said, excitingly as if I were to say yes automatically. “Hell naw, brah, you fucking crazy” I said. “I really don’t do that I’m not getting in trouble!” “I do it all the time. It’s really easy, and you won’t get caught if you’re with me. Come on please!” “Dammit, Ash! I hate you,” I said nervously because I just gave her a thumbs up.
As we walked away from the rays of hell, I looked at the enormous store labeled “GOVERNMENT DISCOUNT”. As soon as we walked in, I felt a tough gust of cold air as if it was pushing me away like a warning that I should have paid attention to, like I was about to regret coming in. Soon it was too late to run out. In addition, there were black and grey detectors that resembled guards in prison. Was this moment supposed to be a sign? “Good morning, ladies,” the entrance assistant greeted us. We smiled our way past her, through the little gates that separated the entrance from the store, but little did we know that our smiles weren’t going to last long. We were walking through the long and puzzling aisles that reminded me of a mouse maze. We were the mouse being watched by those above us with cameras all over the building. My
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