My name is Tracy wilder, not that I go crazy or wild (Unless drinking,but you didn't hear that from me) sometimes. Either I leave in dead beat divorced family with one drug up father. Yeah, I got daddy issues so when you come up to me get ready to be sassed. I have two siblings Alex and my other brother Daniel short for Danny. Now I have always strived to be the best even in school. So when I got my day's off I try to put the most to it and today I just made enough money off a bet to go to the movies. Oh yeah, this is when the story starts. Shhhhh it's starting.
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As the rest of the movie lovers piled into the theater, I looked down to check my bag praying my dog would not ruin the show. From the top seats Looked down on the other in here hoping no one come in my row. After the commercials people stopped coming into the theater.
Step one of sneaking dog into the theater complete. I slowly brought him to my lap like we practiced. As the lady told us to keep quiet I whispered to Bruno in a angry tone" Don't talk or I'll make you into stew." The dog just looked was up at my face and it licked it basically saying he's got this. The show we were watching was the " Bumble Bee's Movie," and the main character was a freaking bee. I couldn't believe it.
Well as the show was ending Bruno starting to tap dance, " Hold it in ." I whispered to my dog putting him back in the bag while running for the exits and as she hit the fresh air she let him out of the bag and ran for the near grass. I breathed I sigh of relief from getting out of that deadly accident.
One I started to walk back with bag in hand I realized everyone was crouched down and quiet. I scanned the area real quick knowing something was wrong and I spotted him at the ticket line pointing a massive light machine gun in my direction. That's when I finally realized there were more of the at the entrance to the movies and outside. They been so quiet I hadn't noticed them.
God am I perceptive. I slowly laid down onto the floor as they watched like eagles. This was not how robberies went. Are they terrorist. I don't really believe in religion, but after all the praying I've done people could prop lay call me a priest. As I was laying on the ground one of the terrorist as I'm calling them came over. He started to reach in the bag when Bruno started licking him.
As he pupped the small french bull dog out of the bag he took out his silenced pistol, " please, don't hurt him." While I continued to beg and sob louder he smacked me with the backhand of the gun stunning me shooting into the dog. I kept crying not knowing hot to handle my situation. I just my dog, best friend, and might even lose my life.
I screamed " YOUR GOING FUCKING DI!" As I failed to finish the last of my sentence as he hit me again in the head while ripping off a chunk of my clothing tying it around my mouth and tying zip ties on my hands," Hadi!(Quiet!)" As all my self preservation and sadness turned to Anger I scream even louder trying to eat the piece of clothing.
As my hulk fest was going on I heard the ringing of the police siren and tried even harder to escape, but the terrorist also heard this and the dude beside me picked me up as a hostage screaming out intelligent things to his comrades until he said something to me, " Stay Quiet." He rapped a blindfold on my face and started to lead me out the theater. I slowly started to becoming calmer whispering how I didn't want to die.
We sat outside for a eternity which was only 5 minutes before the formed a full blockade around the building. I could feel the cold muzzle against my back as the wind ruffled my shorts. Please someone save me. The police kept telling them to surrender or tell them what they wanted. After a while I just turned quiet and slowly crying for my parents even going to the point I started to say I forgive my father.
Until the terrorist finally said something each other and all there faces grew tense. Please don't fight out of here. They must have got whatever they wanted from the mall here and finally after a hour he said in a broken English " We want to go free, we take three hostages and when we free we drop them off. We want a helicopter." As the police talk it over on radio they seemed to come to a agreement, " It's a deal."
By now the army had showed up as well as the helicopter. By now me and the other two hostages couldn't see with the bags over our heads, but I could the foot steps of the other terrorist coming on the helicopter. The one holding me hostage jumped to the front of the pool it seat most likely to fly. They turned the plane on and soared upward once we got high enough another terrorist grabbed me and took my hood off, "Goodbye." The next moment I was falling back down into the planet. The army and police had faces of surprise, but then the army lost their stupor and started firing before I'd even hit the ground.
None of them even made a move to save me only attack the helicopter when a jet showed up and blew it to pieces, but the only thing I could think of as I hit the ground was. Fuck and a all consuming blackness took me.