THE MURDER
The night was so dark; I was walking through a wet street when I saw a terrible thing: A man was killing a girl! He killed her quickly and she immediately (felt) fell on the ground. I could see him, his face (where) was pale and his eyes were as cold as ice. I was really terrified, but the good point is that he could not see me because he started to run very fast until he disappeared in the dark, he seemed so nervous but he could escape.
At that moment I was nervous too, I did not know what to do, so, I do not know why, I went home trying to convince myself that everything (was) had been a bad nightmare.
The next day, I could not forget this and I could not sleep either. So I decided to go to the police-station, I had to wait for a long time but, eventually, I could talk to a policeman. They started to look for the murderer, but he was very intelligent and he could hide himself well. Of course, they could catch him.
Now he is in prison and I have just been ‘awarded’ Local Hero in my town because of my big contribution with the policemen. But the most important thing is that now, I can sleep at night!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor playerWilliam Shakespeare "MacBeth"
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more; it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
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