Fictional Story.....

So here's my story from English Class. I found this VERY fun to write despite the challenges behind it. Enjoy!!

It was night as a woman was desperately trying to search the web for the fastest way to legally change her name. She knew that her pursuers would be able to track down her location in minutes and that if she couldn’t she would be finally be caught and that would be the end of everything. Finally finding the site she needed she began to print out her forms when suddenly the power went out and darkness fell upon her. Realizing the peril she was now in she quickly jumped out the window onto the landing below, stealthily dashed to a nearby building, and quietly locked the door. Gasping for breath she took a minute to read her surroundings until she recognized the place. After weeks of running and hiding she had somehow found herself back to where she started: the remains of a dirty old Laundromat located on the other side of her town. She knew the dangers that were behind this Laundromat and its employees all too well; a dangerous gang of thugs owned this lot complete with an extensive basement made for storing and selling beer. At this moment those very thug were chasing her for the thing she took from their secret basement: the small piece of paper that was now folded up in her jacket pocket.

Everybody on town knew that the best place to by the beer was at this small family oriented Laundromat just west of the DMV. Although deceivingly peaceful during the day, John’s Laundromat teemed with life during the night as people all over the area came to get one of the best beers ever to be made. However on one particular night one woman had secretly entered the ranks of the gang and soon gained the trust of the top dogs of the group. Her plan: steal the secret recipe of the beer, disable the processing plants, escape with no or minimal casualties. Her proceeded through the beginning stage of her plan flawlessly, but soon after problem after problem occurred. A minor gas leak in combination with sparks created from her own disabling device caused an explosion that not only alerted every person on duty, but also took out her means of escaping. Now desperate, she quickly disposed of the oncoming gang members and made her escape through the series of ventilation shafts up through the roof of the building. Jumping into the next building she quickly found her room and quietly went to bed to the sounds of sirens and the angry howls of her victims. But soon enough she found herself being tracked by her former gang members and was forced to flee from her hideout and continue on the run for the next following weeks.

After recalling the events that sent her spiraling into this mess, she got an unexpected phone call from the Boss. They quickly talked about her location and means of reaching headquarters to deliver the package. After discussing the more important matters, the Boss asked her how the name-changing process was going. Suddenly alerted she said everything was going as planned and hung up the phone. The Boss had never questioned how her mission was going, even in times like these. Realizing that headquarters had been compromised she quickly composed a quick text to the last person she completely trusted on her civilian phone that not even the Boss knew about. After sending the contents to the recipient and destroying her phone, she said her final words and began to walk out of the Laundromat to accept her fate; she never made it to the door before the shot was fired.