Narrative: Final Paper

I was asked why I did what I did. I could only reply I had my reasons.I know that I did not have any reasons for what I did. It is still a mystery to me how I could do what I did without thinking. My thoughts were blurred like a contorted picaso of broken promices and shattered dreams.When that window shattered, my thoughts exploded, my window and frame of mind went blank.

Cruzing around in a jeep grand cherokee my friends and I were driving around and hanging out. It smelled like pot and cigarettes,my state of mind was blown out of proportion, nothing made sense.

12:00 pm driving around somwhere in Layton: vision blurry,feel numb.Duffle bags, gloves, and masks, theese were some of my “tools”.We all needed a smoke and 50 feet away was a whole storewith a broken window and ano cameras. I heard a crash and next thing I knew I was in and every thing became so clear to me. When I heard that crash and knew that I was not going to get very far before being apprehended. My hands were fast as lightning, reflexes even faster. After everything was done my legs were moving so fast, I did not understand my motive or why my emotions were splattered all over the wall the robbery was the last bullet in the chamber I was staring down the barrel and finally the trigger was pulled on myself. That last bullet was called guilt and it was slowly overtaking me. I lost my feelings somwhere in the doormate thoughts of love and hate. The Jeep cherokee came into view I was finally safe for now.

When I think back, I think what was I thinking, why would I do that? I have all theese questions in my mind. I am stuck in place cemented in place by my decisions. I have this thought that if I did not do what I did I would be able to go hamoe and see my family. I know that no one else is built like me because I create myself. But why, why does it have to be so rough every time I think of them, the ones I hurt it feels like an arrow tearing open my heart. I look at myself and try to find my purpose. I found out that my purpose is to grow and improve, I was made to suceed. Not to stay stuck where I am.

The cement made of my decisions are shattering.

Wade