Personal Narrative: Co-Workers Home

It was the middle of December and I was on my way to one of my co- workers house due to some complications we had have during businesses. We had gotten in to a big argument because he had never given my money back. I was furious and needed the money for financial issues. I was headed over to threaten him for my money, but I was nervous and scared because I didn’t want his son to witness what I was about to do.
On my way over to his house I was contemplating doing the unexpected, but I needed the money badly. As I walked down the street I walked into a convenience store and bought a knife. It was a plain switchblade with about the size of a pencil. It was small and cheap but it could get the job done. The guy at the store had asked, “Are you …show more content…
What was I about to do? Am I really doing this? All these thoughts rushing through my head like a freight train. Before I headed over to my co-workers house I stopped at one last store to buy some cigarettes. I needed to relieve stress and lately cigarettes were the only thing working for me. I sat outside the store and started to smoke, when this guy came up to me and said “hey man, think you could spare a cigarette”, I said “Sure, why not”. As we puffed on our cigarettes he asked me “how’s your day going man”, I replied “Fine” He then stared at me for a while and said “hey man what’s up with you, you seem bummed.” I didn’t want to cause suspicion so I replied with, “nothing, just stressed, that’s all.” He looked at me with a strange face and said, “Nah man, it just doesn’t seem like your stressed, you look…I don’t know… Sick”. What did he mean by this? Did I really look sick? I was confused but I needed to get rid of this guy so I said, “Listen man, I’m not discussing my personal issues with a Stanger so could you please leave me alone.” His eyes grew big and I could tell he was scared. He dropped the cigarette and took