A THWARTED BURGLARY

Yesterday, I woke up when I heard a noise downstairs. It was midnight at the time. Quickly and quietly, I tip-toed downstairs to find out what was going on.

   I saw a dark figure in the living room. His mask and suspicious actions made me realize that I saw a thief. The noise that I heard was the thief, ransacking for valuables in our living room. I went to the kitchen as quietly as possible.

   I went out through the back door in the kitchen. Looking at the kitchen door behind me, I ran to the front door, grabbed the hidden spare key, and quietly locked the door from outside. I then ran to the neighbour’s house.

   I informed our neighbour about what was happening. After listening to my explanation, he immediately rang the police. Within minutes, the police arrived. I opened the front door and the police stormed the house.

   The thief was trapped in one of the bedrooms when the police stormed the house. I saw the surprised look on his face when the police took him away. Because I had forgotten to wake my parents, I had to explain the whole situation to them. I still got praised for knowing what to do when something like that happens. Then, we all went back to sleep.