It was a rainy night and all was quiet – there wasn’t a sound to be heard. I was up all night keeping watch for robbers. My dad had told me to mind the yellow shiny golden clock in the corner.
After a while I saw a tiny thin man walk up to the door with a small hammer. He smashed the window to see if there was anything valuable around. I got up from the chair to protect the golden clock.
Then he pushed me out of the way to get it. He gave a little chuckle and took the clock. Immediately the police came, thought it was me and then put me in jail. I felt hopeless.