-Bars-

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' bars or death make the choice quick time is running out ' I freaked staring at the word death. Bars? Meaning what exactly. I examined the note carefully and noticed something at the bottom it said ' bars = jail' they gave me the answer, but what do I choose dying or being punished for what I did. The answer was obvious but I didn't want what I thought to be true. " Bars." I exclaimed. I shook. The ground below me starting rising and shaking. I was going higher and higher when I was blinded by the sun. Its hot glaze washed over me. I predicted that I walk forward and was free. Walk forward yes but I wasn't free. The house had disappeard and I was surrounded by poles which all had the same thing covering them 'wanted Jason nkin for muder' that's me I guess I really am going behind bars.

Hi guys I dont know do I stop this or  should I write more? let it me know thanks for reading this far

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