Two days ago my flatmate gave me a ring. I picked up my mobile phone and in a minute I was taken aback. She said that our neighbours had asked her whether we saw something strange and unfitting phenomenon to a Monday afternoon. She couldn’t understand what our neighbours meant until they told her the fact. The fact was that one of our neighbours’ room mates, a guy, had packed up their laptops and moved off.
It was so shocking even for me that this guy had stolen his flatmates’ values and as if it had been a simple moving off he just walked out of the building.
After finishing the phone call I started cleaning my room and told myself what a fortune that he hadn’t broken in our flat too. Then I prepared the rubbish to go and throw it into the container in the street and that was the moment when a picture came to my mind. I became excited, confused and my heart started to beat so strong.
‘I saw that guy during committing the theft.’ - I said to myself.
And indeed, I met him that Monday. I was in the staircase when I encountered him. He had just got out of the elevator when I had a look at him. He carried so many bags and luggage that he just hardly was able to move his arms and legs.
I asked myself ‘Is he going home a Monday afternoon instead of Friday?’ but it was just an idea that lasted for a second. In fact, there was something freaky in his glance as if he was embarrassed or frightened. This feeling I felt in relation to him didn’t mean anything then but now.
Now this case made me recognise that how important is a reliable person in people’s lives. I took it for granted that my flatmate, and friend at the same time, is honest and trustworthy. But now I see that it is a thing to be appreciated. And from now I’ll be more suspicious about people and try to select who I put my trust in.
Sunday, 9 March 2008
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