Its my Business

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It is my business.

  As I looked outside the window, the sunlight fell on my face. As it warmed my face; I closed my eyes. All of a sudden it went black under my closed eyelids; my face went cold again. As I opened my eyes I saw black clouds form out of nowhere, blocking the sun. As I looked around I saw a huge black jeep sitting there on the road. I saw them they’re coming! I could hear their footstep - thump, thump, thump - feet heavy like an elephant. I could feel my heart pounding like I’ve ran a mile. Thinking to myself “what should I do. Hide? Run away?”. There was no time, I had to hide. I run as fast as possible, like a dog chasing behind me. I run upstairs in my room and into my wardrobe leaving a little gap to hear what happens and what they do. Suddenly I hear baam! They’ve broke the door open and started searching for me.

  I heard them talking for a miniut. Then one of the men says “ya two search up their, and we search down here”. Its silent. I don’t know what to do. Suddenly I hear lots of noises. I knew they started searching for me. I could hear them throwing everything around. All I could hear are really loud noises: Clang! Bang! Boom! Baam! Bhoosh! “Did you find anything”, asked the one of the men. “Nope nothing yet”, he shouts back. After a 5 miniut search one of the men comes to my room; I peek through the little gap, and saw him. He was bold, black skinned colour, tall and had muscles like an wrestler. He starts to chucking my things around and looking through my drawers. Maybe he is searching for something, maybe some kind of documents. After two miniut of searching, he spots me, or maybe to check the wardrobe. He slowly walks towards me. My heart is pounding so hard that I think it might explode! He is about to open the door, but there’s a loud scream of a girl; he quickly runs downstairs.

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  Now I felt like killing myself. I was scared, angry and in agony pain. I know that scream, even if it came from any part of the world. It was… my wife. I don’t know what they are going to do to her. I get out of my hiding place and out of the room slowly. I just hear them. “Tell me! Tell me where he is”, one of the men shouts at her. “Tell us or ill blo ya up”, another man said this time. I slowly moves forwards to see the situation properly. My whole living room ...

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