The Run For My Life

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK is what I heard as I was playing my X-Box 360 in my country home ,right out side northern Indiana."I'll get it mom!" I exclaimed rushing out of my room swinging open the door. When I opened the door I instantly wish I hadn't. Because at the door was the last person I would want to see, a police officer. I have a record with the police. Last summer I stole and then re-sold a 4,000 dollar watch. And it wasn't a good thing I spent the rest of the summer in jail until my mom could bail me out. Before I could ask him why he was here he grabbed me and stated

"
you have the right to remain silent anyth..."

"What.... I didn't do anything!" I jerked my hands out of the grip of the police officer.

"You are being arrested because you killed a man by the name of Jeremy Kolskiv." The police officer replied

The officer grabbed my hands and put them in the handcuffs and directed me to his car I can here my mom crying inside. We got a mile down the road when I broke out of the cuffs and knocked out the officer. I opened the door and darted in to the corn field because I only have ten minutes to get away before he wakes up and starts cussing at me while trying to catch up. As I'm running throughout the field all I'm thinking about is what my mom is going to think. I've ran from the police twice in my life last summer and right now. Other than that not once. But I know one thing for sure I did not kill Jeremy Kolskiv. And right now nothing is going to stop me from clearing my name I will fight and stop at nothing until my framer is caught. As I'm running I can feel the adrenaline coarsening through my veins. In about two or three minutes I reached the end of the corn field and to my right I say a sign welcome to the city of Evansville, Indiana. As I was walking through the town I passed three cops and four wanted posters with a picture of me on it. I got out of Evansville as soon as possible the place was infested with police officers and sheriffs the whole nine yards.

After I got out of Evansville I found a little hole I could climb in and rest and make a plan for what I'm going to do next. The only remotely safe place I could think of is my bunker in California. I lived in California last summer when I stole the watch. And a few weeks before I was arrested I made a bunker in case of an emergency and I think this qualifies as such. So that's were I'm going to head to, California.