THE THREE MUSKETEERS

 "I never thought in a million years I'd be in this situation. My mother must be so ashamed of me. But at the same time, I slightly enjoyed it. I knew my life changed on July 15th 1998. It was burning hot. I was at Steve's Pancake House eating my chocolate chip pancakes when a tall man approached me. He looked like he did drugs and was looking for money for another score. I glared at me as he began scratching his arm.
 "May I help you, sir?" I asked as i raised an eyebrow.
 "Uhh...Yes. Do you have a 5 dollar bill so I can have to get coffee?" The man asked with him continuing scratching his arm. I slowly reaches into my shirt pocket to pull out a 5 dollar bill. I handed him the bill as I looked him up and down. He extended his arm to grab the bill and quickly snatched it. He thanked me and headed out the door.
 "Stupid druggie." I growled as I continued to eat my pancakes.
 I finally finished the last delicious bite and left a 10 dollar tip for the waitress. I stood up and adjusted my tie before spotting a woman in Versace dress. I glared at her for a moment and slowly made my way to her table. Luckily her table was near the newspaper stand. I grabbed a newspaper and pretended to read as I stared at her waiting for her to leave to go to the bathroom. Finally after 3 minute of waiting she got up and stupidly forgot her Prada purse. I gently made my way to the table, looking around to see if anyone would notice. I grabbed it quickly before slipping it into my jacket. I made my way out of the Pancake House only to hear a woman scream, "MY BAG! WHERE'S MY PURSE?!"
 I smirked as I made my way to my car. I drove away to an empty parking lot to look through the purse. She had over 1,000 dollars and her cellphone. I quickly opened the phone only to see a woman running past my car. She was covered in blood and crying. I opened my door and shouted, "Ma'am, you okay?" She looked at me as if she saw a ghost. She went to run but I stopped her.
 "Please don't call the cops." She sobbed. I gently grabbed her arm and leaded her to the passenger side.
 "Tell me what happened." I asked calmly.
 "I work as a hairdresser and I was closing up shop. This man came in and tried to rape me. I tried fighting him but he overpowered me. Then I pushed him and he hit his head on the table. There was so much blood." The woman cried to where I barely understood her. I nodded my head and closed the door. I went back to the driver's side and handed her a tissue. She wiped the blood that was on her face. I closed the driver's door and began to drive.
 I went through an alley way only to find 3 people beating up a guy. I honked my horn and they ran away. A man with a dress shirt covered in blood stood up laughing. I smirked as I rolled down my window.
 "Get in, sir." I said as he walked over to the back. He got in and said while still laughing, "I owe a lot of money to money sharks. Thanks man for saving me they would have killed me. But no one can kill this son of a bitch!" The man explained, insanely laughing.
 I nodded my head as I began to drive again. We were driving to Las Vegas. We knew the cops were after us but I thought it be a fun way to go out. We hit up the casinos and we won over 50,000 dollars in one night. We got ourselves the most expensive hotel room and we partied all night long. We woke up to the sounds of sirens. They found us. We made our way to the car and drove off. We must've drove 100 miles before the car broke down in front of a parking garage. We ran while laughing to the top of the parking garage. We stood on the ledge and started dancing. The cops drove up to the top and aimed their guns at us.
 We held each others hand and leaned backwards. We fell to our death. Well, they did. I somehow survived. Now I'm stuck in this dull prison. But I tell you, that was one crazy day I will never forget."
 "Who were these people you jumped with?" The news reporter asked. The deformed man looked at her before answering. "I never got their names." The news reporter gently nodded as she wrote down what the man said. The deformed man looked our the window while smiling.