I have seen the devil, and he is me
I Accidentally Investigated a Mystery, and All Trails Seem to Point that I am The Prime Suspect
Guys! I don't think I'm the only one this thing has happened to, but I know it happens on very rare occasions. Like twice or thrice in a lifetime.
You find your brain trying to unravel a mystery that has to do with who did something (whodunnit). You have your suspects and you start listing the clues that show who is more suspicious.
You say something like they were all at so and so place by so and so time, but Mr. A is more suspicious because he came earlier, has more physical strength due to his muscles, and has more training for some of the skills needed to have committed the crime, etc.
Stuff like this!
Let's say the crime happened at a restaurant you usually go to. You start wondering who may have done it, and the thought that a customer could have done it seems really good. You start listing, in your head, all the other regular customers and who seems most likely to have done it, and at the end of the day you see that the trail leads dangerously close to you, but you know you're not the one who did it.
Exactly! That's the thing that has just happened to me. This is one of those rare occasions that point very dangerously close to me. Here is the story:
I just moved into a new house in October. The last time there was any theft or robbery in the area was around 4 months ago. But on the very first day moved in, my neighbor's house was burgled.
That same week, another neighbor's purse was stolen from her window at midnight. Luckily it was an empty purse.
Then after some weeks, we heard of a robbery that happened at midnight not so far from our area. And from the story, the robbers were up to 20 guys, and guess what? That night I didn't spend the night at my place!
Then on another night, a robbery like this happened again with a lesser number of robbers. And on that night I didn't sleep at home again!
So what would my neighbors think by now? They've probably never thought of it, but the day it would slip into their minds it would be so striking and look like the truth or most probable.
This isn't even the end. Guess what was more? Just yesterday, I was the only person around in the compound and everybody knew this. I stepped away for 30 minutes without anybody knowing but later that afternoon someone else came back and found out a neighbor's window was broken a little. She called my attention, and I was shocked something like that could happen when I was in the house. I started saying it probably happened when I stepped out for 30 minutes, and that they didn't know about that.
It must have fallen on deaf ears, deaf because they're almost certain I'm the one. Lol.
Giving further thought to this, I think the window breaking must have happened almost certainly when I stepped away and that when I returned, because I wasn't gone for long, the thief must have abandoned the mission halfway and run away from the other side. (This must be the case because the window wasn't completely broken the house was not accessed and its occupant said nothing was missing.)
I told everyone about this, and that my coming in as quickly as 30 minutes later must have saved the day.
Once again:
It must have fallen on deaf ears, deaf because they're almost certain I'm the one. Lol.
It must have seemed to them that I was trying to exonerate myself and that I was only trying that because I felt guilty, and if I felt guilty, I was probably guilty. LMAO.
They all shrugged it off and went into their homes, and since then I've been thinking, who could be their prime suspect? Could I be on their list of the most suspicious ones?
Then all these coincidences I've just told y'all started piling up in my head and I held my head like, shit, this has to stop or I'm in some real big trouble! What if some policemen come to me for Questioning/Interrogation one of these days?
My God! 🙆♂️🙆♂️🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
The End
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