The blaring sun woke me up, its beaming light pericing threw my eyelids like knives ripping threw white sheets.The parachute was still entangled in the tree.I looked to the left it was still their, it wasn’t a dream after all..I started to laugh I screamed ” I made it!!!!” recalling the bank robbery.. It was so easy the plan worked like a charm. Who says you can’t out smart the F.B.I; just like I rehursted it.first go into the bank with guns drawn like some old wild, wild, west movie. second have the teller put money in the duffle bag; take your time we want the cops to get here.three hold the bank hostage..Four make a list of demands:car, plane ready for take off, car at arrival point. five take some hostags with you on the plane. I bet they didn’t even realize the parachute undererneath my trench coat.It looked just like I was a overweight assailant.. The plane took off I told the pilot what alttidude I wanted.I couldn’t stop sweating. The only thing that wasn’t full proof was the jump.Being it was my 1st..