Corola de lumini, Nr. 18 (1/2018)

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It Happened to Me
Last Saturday I went for a bike ride with two friends, Alan and Christina.
We’re all fifteen and we’re in the same class at school. Alan is a very smart boy,
the first in our class, but Christina isn’t as good at learning. She is a kind person
but when it comes to school she doesn’t want to hear a thing about it. We
decided to ride into the country and have a picnic. At school we’re doing a
project on local history and we thought we might take some photographs for the
project. Alan’s got the best camera so he took his. Everything went well, well,
almost everything. Christina fell of her bike when she was going too fast down a
hill. There was a road at the bottom of the hill, but fortunately there were no
cars on it and she wasn’t hurt. The whole thing happened like this: We were
riding our bikes. Christina’s bike hit a rock. From there… free falling! Alan and I
quickly went to see if she was hurt. We arrived at a very pretty village and we
had our picnic by the village pond. There was a pretty café called The Bear near
the pond and Alan decided to take a photograph of it because there were all
kinds of bear furs and the most important was the fur of the Grizzly bear. He
took his photograph and then we rode home.
That evening, we heard on the news that there had been a robbery at the
café called The Bear and the police were asking if anyone had seen the robbers.
The fun fact was that the alarm didn’t start so we didn’t know that there was a
robbery. All I heard about it was that the robber had a gun and
he pointed the gun to the director and said “Where is the
money?”
The next day, Alan had his photograph developed. “I’ve
got a photograph of that cafe and there is a man in the
photograph running away from it”. We all went round Alan’s
house to look at the photograph. We decided to take it to the
police station. The police were pleased because the man’s face was
very clear in the photograph and one of the detectives knew him.
The robber had black hair, a short beard but the eyes… the pure
dark eyes frightened you the most. When he looked at you, you
felt a hole in your heart. He was definitely born to be a robber.
The robber was arrested that evening. God bless Alan for taking
that photo. The police knew exactly who he was. They busted
into his house and arrested him. He went to jail for life.
The café owner gave each of us £20 and we had our
picture in the local newspaper. Also the café owner was
very kind with us after the robbery. He said that he
wasn’t so kind with anyone until that day. He gave us
free food & drinks and we had special seats in the café.
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