Horror Shorts

A Morale on Stealing

I look through the window of the house. Inside sitting in a glass case is a crown of jewels. That is my prize if I successfully break in and retrieve it. Luckily in a minute, the family of the house will be gone. I already have a plan. The family wouldn't even suspect a thing.

I fall back into the bushes as their car pulls out of the driveway. Now is my chance! I sneak over to the back door and open it up, quietly stepping inside the house. The open door makes a loud echo inside the long hallway. 

I creep towards the room holding the glass case when I see it. I walk a little faster and slowly lift the crown out. The jewels glitter in the light. Suddenly, the lights turn off, leaving me in darkness. I grope for the doorknob, trying to open the door but failing.

Then I hear a high pitched laugh. My hands touch something sharp and I back against the wall.

When the lights turn back on, I wish for the first time that the police would come arrest me.