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Sunday, June 18, 2006
“What are they doing? Are they burglars? Should I call the police? Maybe they are locksmiths?” Questions flooded my mind. I had just reach home from school after a tiring day when I saw two men standing in front of my neighbour, Mr Jones’, flat. One of them was struggling with the door…
The man who was struggling with the door was strong-built, had frizzy black hair and a huge mole on his right cheek. The other man had a dragon tattoo along his left arm and a deep scar on his forehead. Suddenly, I remembered that Mr Jones had gone for a holiday to Japan with his whole family. That meant no one was at home so the two men definitely were not locksmiths! Panic started to engulf me and icy cold fear gripped at my heart. I snapped out of my shock and dashed home.
I slammed the door behind me with a bang and I kicked off my shoes before throwing my bag onto the sofa with a loud thud. Without delay, I picked up the phone and dialled “999”. The person on the other line assured me that the police would arrive soon and asked me to help keep a lookout for the burglars in case they got away, but from a safe distance.
Slowly, I tip-toed towards the door and looked through the peephole, my heart throbbing with fear, afraid that I may make a sound that will alert the burglars. By then, they had managed to pry open the door of Mr Jones’ flat. There was no sign of either of them.
“They must be in the house, stealing everything that was valuable!” I thought to myself. A few minutes later, the two men came out of the house. The strong-built man had a big bag of loot slung over his shoulders. Where were the police? I was like a cat on hot bricks. At the eleventh hour, the police arrived. Immediately, the two me fled, and the police gave chase. The long arms of the law finally caught up with the burglars.
After the police thanked me for helping me catch the burglars, they brought the burglars to the police for questioning. I was on cloud nine when the police officer heaped praises at me.
To commend me for my righteous act, I received a commendation plaque, much to my parents delight.
This incident left an indelible imprint in my mind.
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Jessy was alive and kickin on 9:24 PM x
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