The ending...

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(Teacher/murderer's P.O.V) I hear deafening sirens and see blinding lights but all I can think about is that this is the end. I take off my jet black hood and finally reveal who I really am. My heartbeat pounding in my ears as the police men approach, it beat so loudly almost as if it wants to escape from my chest.

Trapped. No where out everywhere I look I see prison walls or other prisoners passing by without blinking an eye. I try to find cracks and make them larger, just little at a time. I was getting claustrophobic, the corners were just reachable if I extend my arms out like a starfish. I don't care if I don't make it out alive because making my way into being a better person is what matters the most. 

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