Getting off the train a cold night walking up the stairs with a heavy bag of money getting past the barriers between you and the street. Busy station and busy Street bumping into walking past everybody to get home, walking past homes that are coloured differently red, grey, orange and blue popular colours on the homes. Turning the street corner on to a secluded road continuing down the road you come across a man who’s in a suit and tie you hold the bag tighter. The street filled with a rotten and foul smell. Worried about what’s going to happen next.
Suddenly it starts to snow lightly falling down I reach my hand out to feel the cold snow, The snow was as cold as a outdoor metal. Walked as fast as I could suddenly I was stopped shaken and scared the police stopped me and asked “what’s in the bag?” nervous and scared the snow quickly falling white and shiny. I replied with “Clothes, I swear I’m telling the truth”
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