Week 26: Escape By Sean

That one night in an old little shop, all that I could see was a shining red and blue light. There was a black gun aiming for my head. …

In prison, I watched every person –  every step they took. At lunch, I waited for the guard to move away from the office. Then I ran into the office and luckily the window was opened.

The main entrance was being watched by two guards. As they were walking I threw a rock and I ran. Unfortunately, the guard saw me. I was so cross that I threw a rock at him. …I won’t get out of jail now for a long time.