A
Robbery I Saw
One morning, I
was walking along a street. Suddenly, I saw some robbers. I stopped at once to
see what they were doing.
The robbers
attacked a hawker. The hawker had a lot of money in his bag. The robbers took
all the hawker’s money and ran away.
The poor
hawker shouted for help. No one cared to listen to him. Everyone was afraid. I
was also afraid to do anything to help him.
The hawker now
began to cry loudly. In a short while, the police came. The hawker told the
police what had happened.
The hawker
then slowly went away, with tears in his eyes. I felt very sorry for him. The
police too were very unhappy.
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