Analyze Me

…“I could see a soldier with a staff of some sort of symbol (a golden crest). On the outside of the soldiers were hippos, all four standing looking forward like statues”… “My friend and I had stop and slip into my old apartment (which now does not look nothing like Rockaway Beach) there my mother and brother fixing dinner. I told my friend, “It would be best to leave in the morning; at least we may have a better chance to get out”. So I told my mother the same. As the morning break-in, there a female lying next to me and we are the only two (2) in this huge bed, so I make my move onto her”… “My father pulled as much on the elastic-rubber-band-like-ball and let it go with such force, that it kills the leader. The other member yell out, “you kill him”, then a wolf-like dog came running up toward the step and I quickly shut the door and ensure all four (4) locks were bolted. (For some reason – the gang members seem to be afraid of coming up to people’s steps). The banging from the dog stops for a few second and begin again, but this time the door bend in the corner. Got a stick to tried to poke the nose of the dog, the dog kept coming through and I soon recognizes it wasn’t the dog this time, but my dog (Butch)”… “I look back at her and said, “Yes, I did it…It was for his own good”, then she replied, “His own good! Kill him”. Then I stated, with some water filling up in my eyes – “It needed to be done”, with no passion in my voice”… “the cops, even the FBI was looking for someone. So a young kid shows me where to hide for now. While making my way downstairs, one of the detectives came in the house questioning my whereabouts. Seem like the oldest kid act like he didn’t see anyone”… “Where is she…why she wasn’t at the station?” With the empty look he begin to withdraw his weapon, I turn from the kitchen into the living room behind the beam wall and headed downstairs in the basement, through a hidden door that no one knows about but me. As my brother lure around in the basement, as I slip upstairs and look downstairs at my brother, assuming that maybe he had killed her”… “as the suspect’s attorney, I excuse him from answering any other questions of who may had murder the young lady. As we sat and talk how we are going to handle the case, we walk into the chamber or court room; to which the suspect sitting in the witness seat, being question by the defender, who named was Regina, from the South Central drama show. As my client repeatedly stated ‘he knows nothing of the matter’; there was a step ladder being used as an exhibit. I reject what was being stated and grab the step ladder and toss it backward to the back of the court room. Then men in a tan suit came in through the door with a white shirt with blood on it and took a cotton swap and wipe the step ladder with the blood on it; which I cut my finger on it during the toss. The tan suited detective then stated, “I got the evident and it’s his blood”; as he pointed to me”… “the leader enters, I begin to move some of the items from along the wall. I quickly and smoothly step out of the freezer, and shut and lock the door. As the leader realize the trap, I look through the small window and see him in the corner in a fetus position, as I turn the temperature down and headed to the basement window – knowing that the guard will check to let him out soon”… “as the three (3) gang members laid face down in handcuffs and a female, light skin, body shape like a coke bottle, pleading for her life to not to be taken in. I order her into a room and with agreement”…