Survival

Heavy Panting Three boys ran through the dark musty alley of Beckford street, evidently tired from the one mile run they have been keeping up with. Not a day older than sixteen and they were already looking at prison time of a thirty year old crime lord. Ring leader Keith Duncan could go down harder than a drug lord the way he was operating and the others just dogs being told what to do. "Hurry up Eric", Keith yelled as the three boys staggered behind. Making their way through the alley hitting down every tin can they saw, in attempt to create a blockade to slow the cops down. "I can't go anymore." Paul had made his escape through a hole in the restaurant's fence Pow pow two gun shots fired were they really shooting after us, teenagers I can't die I'm too young and Becky want to get married. they had stolen Madam Halls gucci purse out of the theatre.and she was not one to be messed around with. what a coward I think we should give up, you guys wanted this so dont chicken out now. the plan was simple, pretend to be waiters grab the bag and go, who knew she would have called the police.