After school, I had to go to my nana’s house. She tells the best story. I nicknamed her the story teller. She told me a story about a man robbing a house in her neighborhood.
An hour later it actually happened. The news said the man broke into a house – the house with the most expensive cars. It was near my nana’s house. The man was caught red-handed. Half an hour later my parents came and took me home.