The Start

When I went to bed it wasn't like any other night. The next morning, I woke up in a car that wasn't mine, in clothes that aren't mine and there is a bag of money that isn't mine on the seat next to me. I hear sirens closing in all around and I get nervous. My hands start to sweat and I can feel my pulse racing. My heartbeat increases and my vision starts to blur. I look into the driver's seat very slowly and I see my best friend Jasmine. I immediately calm down. Then all of sudden last night's events start coming back to me, and that gives me a reason to freak out again.