Five Card Story: Who is the real thief here?

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a Five Card Flickr story by Noah created Sep 25 2019, 07:07:02 pm. Create a new one!


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There i was on my bike being chased by the police, not knowing that i was participating in a biking tournament. As soon as I noticed i branched of and went on a local road, while the cops are still after me. The light was red so i come to a stop with the police stopping right behind me, both of us taking a break. Light goes green, the chase is on again. Boom. I got hit my a green beetle. My bike is broken! I angrily yell at the drive of the funny looking car, toss him out and steal his car. I had a mission to achieve, and i will successfully end it, even if it costs me my life. Here I am. At the cemetery. With the shovel that was in the car i shovel up were my oldest relative was buried. I put the traditional Nigerian jewelry that was stolen from him and was made publish in a museum. I smile, put the dirt back, and whisper "rest in peace now". I look at my arm feeling something biting on me, I get dizzy, and drop. Goodnight.

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