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Bank Scare
He stood in front of the bank. He knew what he had to do. Behind him was the wail of the Police sirens. But it did not scare him. The money was huge. He always dreamt of this day. He had been planning it for years now. But he never had the courage. But this time he was not looking back. He was alone with no help. But he did not need help. He was going to do it alone. He entered the bank. With slow precision he walked towards the nearest counter. He was carrying a bag. He clutched it hard now. He had to open it at the right time for everything to work clockwise. He held it near to him.
He went to the counter. Inside sat a lady with big glasses. The lady looked up.
“Excuse me Ma’am, I would like to open an account here. I have brought the cash too in this bag!!!” he said
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