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 cute color. I sigh in frustration then lean my forehead against the wall. Next thing I know, I’m in pain! “What the heck?” I say as I go to feel my head and there's a huge bump. “How did tha-OH MY GOSH!” I state as the night comes back to me. My friends and I were drinking, which is where the can tab came from, and playing sand volleyball at Flannagins, and they were giving out wristbands for competitors. We lost the round before the championship game and I got so mad that I stole a volleyball. A cop started chasing after me so I was running as hard as I could, and I started to pull away from the cop. I looked back to see how far away he was, and when I looked back WHAM! I hit a tree. Now I'm sitting here, in jail. Great.

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