So there have been a string of robberies going around my neighborhood for awhile. Last Thursday, after coming home from a seven-hour tutorial from a friend for the Math LT (which wasn't so hard BTW), we arrived at exactly 1:11. My bro made me open the gate that night. I was frightened to find a black figure with a huge shotgun hiding in the bushes and trees in front of our house.

I opened the gate quickly and told my bro about it.

Apparently, they had set up a night watch at strategic corners of the neighborhood to catch the thief.

This early morning, that thief was caught.

2:30 AM, a first gunshot was heard from the next block

2:45 AM, the second was fired directly in front of our house, next to the garage gate. They cornered him at OUR HOUSE of all places.

2:45-3:00 AM, multiple counts of pleading and "DAPA! DAPA! DAPA!" from the guards.

3:00-3:30 AM, the thief grew silent, loosing a significant amount of blood.

3:45 AM, The police men come, but dididn't take him away, they watched him lay there and bleed to death.

4:00 AM, They took him away and explained to my parents the situation.

6:00 AM, I wake up, find a large pool of blood in front of our house and splatters of it on our gate.

My father washed away the blood with the hose before i got to take a picture of it. We're leaving for church soon, he reasoned.

Well, that sucks.