It all started out like a fairy tale, life was a bed of roses that had no thorns, you could say I was a slave living a kings’ life without the added stress of giving orders, everything I wanted came to me on a platter of gold.
It’s not that I was rich or my father was anywhere rich, in fact I was one of the most poor in my province, I could barely afford a good meal once per day, my clothes, hardly could they be called clothes anymore were more like rags that tore at the slightest tug. I was as scrawny as a child suffering from a chronic disease, my bones jutting out at every angle they get a chance, my jaw as long as it could be because of the thin flesh on my face.
I was called the skinny thief because even though I was all that I mentioned above, my mind was more sharp than any kid of my age, my legs moved faster than an average adult and I had what I would call fast fingers.
Why did I now say my life was a fairytale. Ok, picture this. A boy with no real father, been poor all his life, grew up on the streets and the leftovers of poor people, forced to steal to survive. This boy that started stealing at a very young age, a brain to match that of an average adult with no worries except for what to eat and girls to pick upon.
Now imagine this boy at his teenage years, already the leader of one of the most cunning gang in the province, robbing trains and small markets, everything he wanted (food, girls, the little money he needed) he could get easily.
This was my life, it might not be what you would call a fairy tale but to me it is. All I had to do give the command and it’s brought to me. I was enjoying all this until that is it faithful, fateful or horrible day that luck turned its back on me, a day that changed everything.
Like any normal day I got up from my bed, chased away my bed companions, got into my clothes (rags), and went to meet my subjects who were only loyal to me because of my brain and fast ability. Today was the day we were to rob one of the biggest train that passes through the province, it carried gold, diamonds loads of money that belonged to the king of the seven province.
Actually we just wanted to take the little money we needed for a week mostly due to the fact that most of my subjects were dumb witted an to pull off a full scale operation of taking the diamond and the gold would mean disaster for everyone of us. We got ready to leave and I’m sure I repeated the instructions more than eight times just to be sure they got it right, but I knew they couldn’t so I made it as simple as I could.
Onward we rode on our stolen horses, if you could see us you would think we were a sight to behold, but we were just muscles and small brains, except for me, I was too skinny. We got to the tracks before the train did, a good sign I would say except for the fact that we forgot the explosives. Still trying to keep my spirits high, I told them not to worry that all we needed was just a change of plans, another 30 minutes to explain a simple plan (My day couldn’t get any worse).
The first thing we saw was the smoke of the train then we heard the sound before we saw it, but all I could do was pray they didn’t botch the plan and we all left there with our lives. We hid in the bushes beside the tracks and waited till the train was level with us and we kicked our horses to chase the train so we were side by side. Two of my followers were supposed to jump on the train and open the door to where the money was but I think they forgot and I tried to tell them but my voice was drowned out by the sound of the train so I had to do it myself.
I stood on my horse and was ready to make the leap, but the train took a bend and I had to reposition myself. I was ready again and I jumped, alas I was on the train, then another problem arose, I wasn’t strong enough to open the door, but one of my followers also jumped and together we both opened the door and we saw the money, jaw opening loads of money.
Bags were thrown to us to fill and we were on the 7th bag when we heard the gunshot, it was time to leave, another gunshot and my horse fell down, another one and one of my followers fell down this day was beginning to be one of the worst), it was as if they were prepared for us, the guy that was with me tried jumping and missed his horse hitting his head on a tree. Then the door connecting to the other coach opened and that was when I saw her looking like an angry goddess brandishing a shot gun at me. It was all I could do to move before she pulled the trigger.
I think luck came back to our side and we managed to escape, but I couldn’t stop thinking of the beautiful face I saw wanting to kill me I couldn’t stop smiling at myself. I just knew we were going to meet again because I was going to rob another train and she was going to be there and by then she won’t know what hit her.
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