Waking up in jail with no memory
When I woke up this morning it was not like any other mornings. I was laying in a jail cell and I had no clue why I was there. As I start pacing around the cell, I am trying to remember what happened last night. I put my hand in my pocket and I have a walkie talkie, a bloody knife, and someone’s watch. As I sit and look at these items that were in my pocket the night starts to come back to me. The watch looked familiar and it was the one my mom always wore. Then the walkie talkie brought me back to when I was with my friend using them to find the person that held my mom at gunpoint for her watch. Which now it all makes since on why I had a bloody knife because I was using it for self-defense to get the watch back. Now hopefully that was all that had happened that night and I can get out of jail.