Random stuff.

"So How'd you get Here?"

"You can't leave!" I screamed with an extreme anger in my voice.

"You know you can't leave, yet you do it anyway!" I glared at the plant and poured water on it.

"You will live!"

The plant gave no response and continued to droop, decomposing as I spoke. I began to cry.

"You...You can't leave me! You're my only friend!"

People stared at me from all sides. I didn't care. It was true, the plant had been my only friend.

"There is so much to live for, so much to see in this world. We can see it together."

I continued to water it day after day, hoping it would come back to life. Then, one day, Plant wasn't even standing up in the pot anymore. I named it Plant. Everyone else had avoided me for my entire life, especially now, because let's be real, I am talking to a plant like its a human being! One day I decided it was over, that Plant was never coming back to life. I took it to my apartment's balcony and shouted, "Look out below!" Everyone screamed in terror as the flower pot hurtled to the ground and smashed. someone out of the blue, screamed at the top of their lungs,

"OH MY GOD, SHE'S GOING TO KILL US ALL!!"

I stammered trying to explain and knocked off the decorations on the railing of the balcony. Soon enough, it was raining ceramics down on the pedestrians below. That same person screamed,

"EVERYONE RUN FOR THEIR LIVES!!!!"

Another person screamed, "I KNEW I SHOULD HAVE TAKEN THE BUS TODAY! AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"

I was concerned for the ceramics, maybe if they hit people, it will break their fall? Well, I guess we're about to find out. A pot smashed on someone's instantly shattering and making the victim heavily bleed out. This happened with most of the other pots, some did just smash on the ground though. I heard sirens coming this way. Police maybe, but I didn't do anything wrong. I don't want to go to jail! I wouldn't last a week. I scurried around my apartment, grabbing random things to blockade the door and put all my ceramics and glass keepsakes in a large box and hugged them tightly to my chest. I love them too, but they were second to Plant. I had almost nothing to lose. I shuffled them out the backdoor to the balcony. Next thing I know there are officers with their pistols loaded and pointed up at me.

"FREEZE, PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR AND KEEP THEM THERE."

I quickly grabbed a plate and threw it like a Frisbee and it smashed into the officers face, leaving chunks of itself embedded there. I attempted not to cry as I continued to throw everything in that box out at my attackers. I heard people at my door trying to get through the barricade I had made. I continued to defend myself until I ran out of things to throw. I instantly ran to the bathroom and locked myself in. I climbed in the shower and I saw the tiny window in my shower, leading to the fire escape outside. It was a tight squeeze, but I made it. I ran as far away as I could until I ran into a group of police officers, ready to restrain me.

"And that ladies and gentlemen, is how I got into prison for terrorism."

Wow, that escalated quickly. LOL, Whatever ...