Once upon a time there was a boy that was sometimes a troublemaker. On this day he had just stolen some old lady’s purse, that would come back to be the worst decision he had ever made. Let’s go back to the beginning of his day first, when Zack woke up at around 2 o’clock after a night of partying. His friends called him to go biking. This was one of the things that kept him out of trouble. He splashed some water on him face and went to go get his bike out of the garage. His bike was black with white handlebars and forks, with black and white wheels. He had a gold chain on it because he thought it was cool. His bike was his pride and joy. Zack loved it more then anything in the world. Him and his friends were going to the local skate park to make some bike videos. He lived about a mile away from the skate park. On the way he got thirsty and decided to go to the seven eleven around the corner. He picked up an amp energy drink and realized that he didn’t have any money, but that didn’t stop him. He put it under his shirt and walked out of the store. He got back on his bike and continued on his way to the skate park. When he arrived there was a group of his friends there that huddled around the photographer. One of Zack’s friends had just landed an insane trick before he had arrived. He was excited to start biking. There was a huge half pipe that was about 15ft tall, that you could do some really big tricks on. This was his favorite ramp because it sent him so high in the air. Zack’s friend had just started biking and had not been doing it for that long, but he decided that he was going on the half pipe. He built up his momentum, pumping his legs every time he got to the bottom of the ramp. When he was going as fast as he possibly could, he pulled up on his bars and launched himself into the air. It seemed like he was in the air for minutes from his perspective. When he approached the ramp on the return trip, he hit the edge with his front tire and he was shuttling towards the earth. He fell from 15ft in the air and smashed the bottom of the ramp. He limped off the ramp and asked to be brought home. Zack got his friend home safely and immediately went to bed. When Zack was on his way back to his house he spotted an old lady with a walker in her hands. He still had no money; he thought that this was his perfect subject to rob. There was no one else around, so he slowly approached her and yanked the purse right off her arm and she went tumbling to the ground. She started screaming “help help i've just been robbed help!” There was a local police officer in the donut shop heard her cries for help. She told the cop which way he went and the cop was in pursuit of Zack. Zack was panicking when he saw the cop car behind him. He rode his bike so fast trying to get away. He turned into a parking lot and weaved between the cars. He was at the end of the parking lot, it looked like he was corned, but then he saw his escape. He built up speed and approached a massive set of stairs. He lifted his front tire with all his strength and the jumped right over the handrail of the stairs and landed on the hill next to the stairs. He shot down the hill and into an alley. The cop ran by him at full speed looking for Zack. He waited for about 5 minutes until he thought the coast was clear. Before he left he took all of the money from the purse and put it in his pocket. He threw the purse on the roof of the building next to him. He casually rode out of the alley and proceeded to his house. On his way he was felling guilty about what he had done. He wondered if he had injured the old woman. Did he break her hip when she fell? All these emotions ran through his head. He knew that there was better ways to earn money than stealing it. Zack will never forget what he did that day; he will never commit crime again.
By: Jake Parham
