Beyond the bars of life

Being suddenly stripped of your freedom is an extremely cruel matter or rather a matter of extreme strange, isn't it? I do not know where to start telling my story with this confused mind and scattered thoughts, but all I can remember at that time is when they caught me and my situation was discovered while I was trying to open a huge closet door. At the moment I managed to hear the sound of friction of the huge iron door of the bank vault and I was catching my breath with difficulty after pushing it with all my strength. I was arrested and confined in one of the strange, fortified, and unfamiliar large buildings. Here, I can only say that my journey to find the exit has begun.