Little Shorts

The Witness' Crime

Lazaro was on his way to his home. He turned to a corner to his left. The houses were getting less and less as he goes farther. When a dead end can be seen he entered a house a few blocks before the dead end. He dropped his bag and plopped down on his couch then exhaled loudly. He was so tired of his work. Going up and down, running from left to right. But it was over for now. His eyelids were getting heavier, I guess I'll be sleeping in the couch, he thought to himself. When he felt he was slowly getting to the dreamscape a loud shot woke him up. He immediately stood up when he heard a second shot. He crouch, carefully and look out of his window. He saw two persons pointing guns at each other. One was holding a bag. In Lazaro's view it looked quite heavy.

The one holding the bag slowly took a few step backward and Lazaro notice that he was going slowly to his door. He quickly went to the door to lock and went straight upstairs and hide behind his closet. When he was fixing himself in the narrow space he heard another gun shot. He stop moving when he heard his door open. His heartbeats were fast as he felt footsteps going up the stairs. Suddenly he felt claustrophobic when the door to his bedroom open. The person immediately throws the bag inside his closet. Then another person came in with the gun and shot the the first guy in the left shoulder. The first guy then shot him in the knee where he knelt in pain.

Lazaro felt sick as he smelled the fresh blood scattering in his room as the persons inside his house were killing each other. The shooting stop and Lazaro took a few minutes before coming out of his hiding place. He wanted to throw up when he saw the scene before him. Two bodies lay down lifeless. Each has a slit throat both holding a knife. They had killed each other.

He was going outside when he remembered one of them had thrown in his closet the bag. When he took it and opened it, it shocked him when he saw it was full of cash. With the thought that people are going to suspect him he packed his things and left.

Months past Lazaro was never found. Even if the bag full of money was returned mysteriously, his case was never close.

There was a crime scene in some village and another bag of money was missing. The police did not know what happened with the thief as it was laying in the pool of blood. In the shadows a man stood still holding a bag and a knife in the other. I won't stop until this case is closed.

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Hello~! How was the story? It just came to my mind and it is my English teacher story inspired xD

This is how I got this idea:
When it was English class time my teacher suddenly, while in the middle of discussion about a story, told us of something that remind him of something that happened to him. When he was going home from province he had to ride a jeepney and jeepneys in our provinces passengers can sit at the roof part. My teacher sat there and beside him was a bag slightly opened. He took a peek carefully and saw it was full of cash. He suddenly felt tense and nervous as passengers were getting down. When it was only three of them his palm where getting sweaty and then both the passengers got down. His eyes widen and looked at the bag. When he was about to grab him someone was calling him, "Lazaro(I won't tell my teacher's name), Lazaro wake up!" Then he woke up. It was all a dream~

Hahaha funny how I came up with this short story, anyways hope you enjoyed it~!!! =3