I wasn't aware of how critical the punishment will be, i sat in the floor of the super, in fear as i imaged how tragically my life was going to end, if i got caught by the owner of the supermarket.
I didn't know how it happened buh, i just love tacking things that doesn't belong to me, am well know for that, buh i always go Scott free and has never been cought red-handed at all.
I thought mr Wilfred ( the owner of the supermarket/a retired police man) has already gone home why did he come back again, if he caches me here am in a very big problem.
As i stood up to jump from the window, I heard a voice as strong as thunder " don't you dear" i frozen in shock, turned my head back and saw mr Wilfred, he slapped me very hard that i couldn't fell my face anymore.
Some moments later he called the police and i was locked up in prison, i was stuck there for 2 years, and since i came out of prison ive never tried, to tack anything that doesn't belong to me.