Till I Collapse

Pain throughout my body. A sharp searing pain that was relentless, it wouldn't stop. I just had to keep moving, because i will never go back to that place ever again. I had been arrested before, framed, but this time it was for real. I had broken the law and unless i could keep moving, i was going to be behind bars for a long time...

2 hours earlier

It was dark and the temperature was in the low 40's so i had on my jacket. My iPod was on and i was listening to Til I Collapse by Eminem. It was one of
my favorite songs to listen to while i was running. Or at least thats what it looked like i was doing. In my jacket pocket i had a pistol. It was well hidden and i doubted that anybody would expect for it to be there. My plan was to rob a jewelry store. Just go in and go out. Quickly, because I was hoping that there would be no need to shoot anybody. I was only a block away from the store. I was starting to sweat. It was from a mix of all the running and my nervousness. I was still confident that I would succeed though. So I kept running. There it is, the door.I push open the door and I walk through...

And take a good look at my surroundings. There weren't many customers. Three of them, just looking around. Then there was the jeweler. A tall, scrawny man who didn't look like he could hurt a fly. So I walk up to him, slowly, and pull my earbuds out. Eminem's voice slowly fading away. I ask the man one question, "What is your name?" He replies, "Jim Garrett, and how may i help you?" I reply as i pull the pistol out of my jacket pocket, "You can help me by giving me all the money that you have so that i won't have to shoot you." Suddenly out of the corner of my eye i see a policeman staring straight at me. He reaches down and pulls out his gun. "Freeze!", he yells. I smash the butt of my pistol into Jim's head and take off at a sprint. The policeman fires three bullets at me. I feel them tear through my jacket and rip through the skin on my stomach. Then I feel another bullet whiz past my ear and yet another fly straight through my calf. That doesn't stop me for a second though. I dash straight through the door and out into the cold air. I feel the blood rush out of my wounds. Im not stopping for anything. I have a house just inside the woods, and i intended to make it there without being captured. I hear the policeman's footsteps pound the pavement as he chases after me. I turn my head and see him close behind, so i aim my pistol and fire a bullet right into his ankle. He flys through the air and lands with a thud that must've knocked the air right out of him. I also hear a crack that could only mean that he had broken a rib. I keep running, through the pain. Trying to withstand it. My vision is blurring and its hard to run in a straight line. But i keep going. I'm not far away from the house, but the pain is unbearable. Eminem's words echo throughout my head, "'Cause sometimes you feel tired, feel weak, and when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up. But you got to search within you, you gotta find that inner strength, and just pull that **** out of you and get that motivation to not give up and not be a quitter, no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse." I keep moving, i feel my legs pound the soft grass until i see the house in front of me. I walk up to the front door and open it. I collapse just inside the doorway. I made it, i'm safe.