WHO CAN I TRUST?

On a rainy day in August, one of the coldest days ever, the streets were deserted and dark. The only person there, was walking around an abandoned building. I was at my house alone, because my boyfriend, Tim, wasn’t there. I was looking through a window to the scene, when, suddenly, he took a knife out of his pocket.

The next morning, I turned on the TV and heard “a blonde girl was murdered last night”. I instantly thought  about the man I saw, but I realised I couldn’t see his face. I really wanted to help the policemen find the murderer, but I wasn’t able to. Even though, I told them.

One week later, the policemen came to my house. They arrested my boyfriend for killing the girl. I was shocked. Maybe, I didn’t know him that much…

Pseudònim: Aleunam

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