English Post #1
“What? Where am I?” I say as I look around. I seem to be in a jail cell, how did I end up here? I'm a normal person that never does anything wrong, what could I have done? The only thing I can think that I did was… Got too drunk! I then spring up from the bed frantically pacing, then I feel something rubbing in my front pocket. I reach in and pull out sand? Where would I have gotten sand in my pocket? I don't live near any beaches, the only sand around is volleyball places. I then feel my back right pocket where my phone would be but find a wrist band instead. When I look closer it says Flannagins on it. “That's where the sand came from!” I say in excitement. Things are coming together. I went to Flannagins last night because I was invited to play sand volleyball for one of my friends, but that doesn't explain why I'm in a jail cell. Then I feel my other back pocket and find a can tab that is like a peach color, I have no clue why i have this but it's a super ...