The Day I Revealed-Personal Narrative

It was the day after i had gotten arrested. I was sitting in a jail cell, just me and one other guy, he was watching me curiously. He finally started to speak up and asked what my name was, I replied “Bob, what's yours?”
“Billy,” he replied quietly. The man was old seemed like he’d been here forever. He asked me what I was here for,
I replied with “It’s a long story.” After a long moment of silence he says “Well tell me, we got the time.”
“It happened just yesterday, I was waiting outside of an old restaurant to meet up with my friend who I haven't seen for more than twenty years. His name was Jimmy Wells he was a good man always sticking up for people and doing good deeds.”
“I had already been in some trouble with the police, that's
We walked for a while, I’m assuming to a restaurant, I started asking some questions about his life since I had last seen him, but the answers just didn’t add up, and after a while I realized that he wasn't my old friend at all.”
“I think he noticed that I had figured out that he was not my old friend, and right before I was about to run, he stopped me and said I was under arrest, and I realized that the police officer that talk to me outside the old restaurant was my old friend after all.” After that there was just silence that filled the room, no one said anything, and that's how it was for the longest