If I was ever held hostage this is how it would be -
I woke up today only to find that I had been captured by the evil Crips. These Crips were not just any regular Crips. These were the Crips of the Crips. I could not find out where I was. All I could see was a haze. The foggy morning haze where the light is blinding. I look around and see the giant boxes and broken windows. I figured I was in Zander's basement. I always knew Zander and his family were in the gang business. His mom only coming home on the weekends. I knew it was suspicious. Lisa Olivero had to be the Crips's message lady. I look up and I see a masked man coming towards me. It was obvious to me it was Zander because of the tall stature and the akwardly shaped head that only Zander had. He made me sick now. I asked him why he was holding me hostage in his basement. He only responded with, "for what's right." I tried to weasel more out of him but he would not budge. It was obvious to me that his family was Republican since I was running for President and was the heavy favorite. I heard Zander talking about how sick I made him because of my foreign policies. It was clear they wanted Jordan Romager for President. I could not let that happen. She had everything looked at the wrong way. She was worse than Sarah Palin and Hillary Clinton - combined. I then looked around the room and saw a piece of shattered glass, perfect for cutting my bonds. I crawled over to the glass, cut my bonds, and ran away from their house to safety. I then turned the Oliveros in to the police and all was well again. I went on to win the Presidential election. This is the end of my blog.
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