My essay.

To: Nouri

I wrote this when i was form 2 for this writing competition at a forum online. Just for fun, no prize or anything tho.. Just that i'll get a tittle under my name when i send a post online.

want your opinion on it. the competition was that i have to write an essay based on the picture below.




This was my essay.


“Where’s the girl?”
I’m Marx Caesar, a runaway criminal. I was sentenced for five years in jail for using and distributing drugs.
Today, I’ve kidnapped Teresa Williams, a daughter of a bank owner.
“Yo, man, are you listening? Where’s the damn girl?!”
That’s Jimmy, he was jailed for killing a man who tried to flirt with his girlfriend .We had both escaped from the jail two days ago.
“Chill, man, she is in the trunk! What? Do you what me to put her in front so everybody can see her?”
“ DidT anyone see you?”
“Of course not, I’m not that stupid, you know!”
“Good, now follow me!”
Jimmy climb back into his white car and started the engine. We drove nearly for two hours when he stopped his car near a cabin by a lake.
“This will be our hiding place!”

The next day,
“How much do you want him to pay?? One million?” asked Jimmy.
“Isn’t that to much?”
“For god's sake, he’s an owner of a bank, isn’t he? What do you want, a penny?”
“Whatever,”

After a while,
“Ok, here it goes,”
Jimmy raised the phone receiver and dialed..

“Mr. Williams,
Your daughter is with us. We want one million bucks in cold hard cash in exchange of your daughter. You’ll have 48 hours to prepare the money. Instructions will be given later on…Remember, DO NOT inform the cops, otherwise… We’ll call you back to check on you.. remember, no cops! good day”




Jimmy put down the receiver.
“Sounds good?”
“Perfecto!”

Sounds of the door being open.

“Hey, I’ve bought 4 hamburgers and 3 strawberry shakes and a Pepsi. I know you asked for a vanilla, but since I like strawberry better, I bought two for you guys!” smiled Carl .
“What?!? You stupid a**hole!! Don’t you know I’m allergic to strawberry??”
Jimmy smacked Carl on the head, and snatch the Pepsi from Carl’s hand.
“Hey, that’s mine!!”
Carl rubbed his forehead.
“It hurt’s you know,”
“Carl, go and wake up the girl, and feed her…”

Carl is Jimmy’s friend in crime.. I don’t really know him that much .. Jimmy said that his damn stupid.. Anyway who cares.


We called the Williams yesterday, told them to put the money in the garbage bin at the Central Park
exactly at 12 midnight tomorrow.

“Okay, tomorrow, Carl, damn it are you listening?”
Jimmy stood up and smacked Carl on the head ( again ) ..

“What?!? I’m listening!!”
“Bullshit! You were listening to that stupid, f**king walkman. Why don’t you pay attention for a sec.”
“Alright, alright… what is it?
“Okay, tomorrow, Carl you go and pick the money while I’ll go to Route 44, got it?”
“yup,”
“After you pick up the money and the line is clear, I’ll call the Williams and tell them they can pick up the girl at Route 44.Then, Carl, you come back here where Marx will be waiting and we’ll divide the money, okay?!”
“OKAY,”


It all went according to plan. Carl went to pick up the money and Jimmy went to route 44 to leave the girl while I wait at the hideaway..”

After 4 hours of waiting, I’ve been wondering where they were.. they should be back by now..S**T! It’s already passed three in the morning! I’m Fu**ing tired!

Sounds of the door being opened and closed.
“I’ve got the money,” I heard Carl voice say.
“What take you so long? Let’s divide the money while we wait for jimmy!”
“I don’t think so,” Carl opened his blue jacket and take out a silver metal not mistakenly a gun.
“What do you mean? Where did you get the damn gun? Where’s Jimmy?”
“He’s dead! Now, it’s your turn!

Love you.
Lin