Police officers are surrounding us.
I was scared. I held my mother's hand tightly.
One of the officers went on his knee to be on eye-level with me.
"Hey kiddo" he greeted me "Did you see this man last saturday night while the body is being burried?" He asked me.
I could not answer yet.
I looked at the man who has pity on his eyes.
I looked behind the officer where a dead body was just recovered from the ground.
A few people are examining it.
Some are whispering.
Most of them are watching us, waiting for my answer.
I nodded "Yeah..." I softly answered.
I saw a confused and scared look at the man whom they called 'Suspect'.
As soon as I answered, three men wearing the same uniform went on top of him trying to put some handcuffs while he is visibly struggling.
"She's lying!" He shouted "That kid is a liar!!" He accused me.
He gained a lot of disgust look from the people, and many were jusdging him.
He sat on the police car and before it drove off, he looked at my direction. He gave me a look, like he was angry at me.
He rolled the windows down.
"Why would you lie?" He quietly said but loud enought that I could hear it.
My mother held my hand and pulled me away.
"She witnessed him and she already gave an answer, okay?" She said to the officers "You're scaring my child, so if you don't mind we'll get going"
Why did he say I was lying?
I did not lie.
I really saw him that night.
I even watched him.
He was wearing his earphones while he peacefully jogged.
I saw him while my mom burried a body.
I never lied.
They asked me and I answered.
That's the truth.
I saw him while a body is being burried.
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♡ caza4raia
[Feel free to share some of your your stories here ☆]
It's my first time writing something this dark.
