“Hey, chill out. Just pay me back and you’ll be fine. Remember, you have 2 days.” I gulped. I don’t have money, I’m gonna die!

“Okay, got it. Remind me, how much do I need to give you?” I said while trying to keep my voice from shaking.

“One-thousand,” he said.

“One-thousand…?” I started to get goosebumps.

“Dude, are you cold right now?” I shook my head.

-2 days later-

I sat in my bedroom. I was shaking, I only had $782! I still needed $220…. Lord have mercy. The meeting was is in 2 hours. Oh my gosh, what am I gonna do!? I’m so dead! No, I can’t give up. I searched my whole house. I only found 12 extra dollars. That leaves $794. Oh my gosh..! I ran my hands through my short black hair. Tears formed in the corners of my eyes, what was I gonna do!? I only had 1 hour and 30 minutes left! I went to my bedroom and searched desperately. I found an old piggybank. I had no choice but to break it open. Inside were 3 dollar bills and a bunch of coins. I counted the money and it added up to $29.87 not too much…. $823.87. It was no use, I would never get enough money. Maybe he would accept the $820? No…he’s a pretty strict guy.

I searched and searched and searched. I had found 10 more dollars. Still not enough. I went to the bank. They were closed due to an emergency. What was I gonna do with $833.87!? It’d be fine if I was $170 off, right? I still had 45 minutes. Just a little more money, please. Please…

I counted the money, $846.93. That was fine…? My goodness, I’m scared. I showed up 3 minutes late, off to a great start.

“Money please?” I gulped.

“About that- I don’t have enough…”

“What!?”

“I was only a little off! I can give you what I have right now and if you give me some more time I could-“

“Sorry to break it to you but, your time is up. Better run~!”

I stood there over his dead body. What a shame, I took the momey and left. Hopefully the police don’t find me, that be a big oopsie!