Looking at the sky I finally realised what a terrible mistake I had made. I had to run away because the police were chasing me. The guys are mad at me, I don't blame them though, I would be if i were in their place. If only I hadn't done it. "it's done" my mind shouted "deal with it, move on" but my conscience screamed "are you out of your mind, Christopher? Can you see the terrible mistake you've just made?". I didn't know who to listen to.