Humanity (You're part of it) blog - _Dexter_

Hello beautiful people! I haven't really been active lately, so I decided to pound on my keyboard until the voices went away. So here is what came as a result of that.

Do you ever see those teenagers that spend their entire weekend loitering at the mall? Well, if you haven't, try to avoid them, here's why. Today I rode my bicycle to the town mall, to purchase a 32gb flash drive. I bought the USB for around $32 and exited the store. Right as I exited, a boy around my age knocked into me, almost as he had done so intentionally. We both stood up and dusted off, he apologised for being reckless, and I told him it was no problem. after that we both went our separate ways.

I took about thirty minutes to get home, but as soon as I did, I had a horrible realisation, my pockets were empty, EVERYTHING was gone. I rushed back to the mall(this time it only took half the time) and went to where the boy was standing, I asked him if he had seen what I was carrying. His answer was Negative. I for one was not about to take no for an answer. If there were two things you should know about me, those two things would be this: I have a burning dislike for injustice, and I am EXTREMELY stubborn. He acted genuinely sorry, I however could see through is Diablic concern(and his pocket). I told him this, "I do not want to start a commotion, however, if what is mine is not returned I will." Like me, he was not letting in. I told him i would give him the advantage of the first blow, since I was insisting upon this.

He took this opportunity as I had predicted. One right hook flew into the air, instinctively I dodged to my left, leaving my opponent off balance and exposed. I seized that small window of time set out before me by taking hold of the arm that had swung and twisted it behind his back, quickly I kicked the back of his leg forcing his face towards the cement.(note* this happened in about 0.8 seconds) Through the struggling, I searched through his pockets, in doing so I found my wallet and newly purchased USB. An adult must have seen what had happened, and sooner than I could explain our predicament, the both of us wound up in a mall security office. The office was large and contained around ten other officers, of whom were most likely on break. My main concentration was fixed on the one who had brought us in. He was pacing back and forth, as if he had somewhere better to be, but soon enough, he spoke.

"So tell me why the two of you are here." "I don't know, why don't you tell us? You were the one who brought us here after all." The voice belonged to the boy. The officer spoke again, this time to me. " How about YOU, are you a smart-ass like him?" he nodded towards the boy. I didn't answer. Several items flew onto the coffee table in front of us, one of which was mine. "Do you recognize these?" he asked. "Some people have been getting on my case about a pickpocket around these parts, you wouldn't know anything about him now would you." Both of us projected a clear "No", almost so suddenly that the officer drew back. "Well this is yours I believe, is it not?" The officer said as he waved my wallet back and forth. "Yes sir" I said, "It is mine." "How can I be Sure" he said. I told him to open the wallet and look at the ID card. He eyed me and then my ID "Ohhhhh, so your pops(dad) is in the Military?"(I always have my Military ID on hand, I get discounts :D) "Yes sir, he is." "I believe you kid."(he had no reason not to) "Here" he said as he tossed it foreward. "And as for you punk" no longer was he referring to me, "What about these, are any of these yours." The boy was shaking as he shook his head, a definite no. "What about you kid, any of 'em yours?" "Only one" I said as I reached for what was mine. My had was swatted away "Not so fast kiddo, I can't just let you take that." I told him I had bought it and that the receipt was on the back, but I could tell he wasn't buying it. He spoke "Get outta here, and just be glad that I'm letting you off for that little skirmish you decided to have." I nodded, apologised for causing him trouble, and then left. My Mother didn't ask a question about where I was, so I didn't tell her(I figure if she wants to know she'll read this).

After that I decided to take a shower, eat, and then write this. I assume this is the part where I should put a moral to my story, but I guess I really didn't learn anything at all from this. If I did though, the moral would probably sound something like this. "Pickpocket back what is yours" or "Make sure no one sees you hit him" or even better "Cut the body first then flush it in tiny pieces instead, of hiding it :p ". Ok, maybe not that last one, but you get the point.