One day, at the farm, I met a thief; a thief of jalousie glass, and toilet bowl in the Subdivision.
He asked me to join him.
I told him: “No! I am not a thief”.
But he is really a devil.
He said: “No problem”, all you have to do is to look out some incoming people, is that hard?”, “if you will not come with me, I will punch your face”.
I can’t-do anything but to join him.
It’s very hard to do things that I don’t want to do. On that night, it’s raining, he called me at my friend’s house where I was living, then we went to the subdivision to steal, he removed the jalousie glass one by one from the vacant house, and I was very nervous, because some people may catch us while stealing the glass, people know me well in the subdivision, and I don’t want to destroy my name by stealing.
I am looking for an incoming people. Then he’s done and successfully removed all the jalousie glass. We walked on the dark road; we crossed the river and delivered the glass to his contact person at the farm. Then he gave me twenty pesos.
From that night, I said to myself that I will never do it again.
Early morning, my friend – the owner of the house at the farm where I lived, he asked me about the night that I was gone.
He asked: “Where have you been last night?”
I answered: “At the subdivision”.
He said: “You’re with Bryan, did you steal together?”
I answered back: “Yes”. He was badly angry to me, and he spanked my head.
He said: “The next time you will do it again, go away from our house”, “The thief man is very popular at the farm.” He said.
I can’t remember the number of months that I lived at the farm; most of the days, I spent my life by drinking liquor. Perhaps, my memory faded away, by the effect of alcohol.
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