Can You Keep a Secret?
Can you keep a secret?
I was sixteen when I witnessed my first murder on the street. I had watched this strange man shoot another three times. Terrified with what I had just witnessed, I tried to run but my legs just wouldn't move. It was like it was glued to the floor, so I just stood there, frozen.
After the man made sure the person he shot was dead, he looked around for a bit to make sure no one was watching before his eyes settled on me. Words couldn't describe how scared I was. He walked up to me and bent down in such a way that I was a little bit taller than him. He still had the gun in his hand and there was this crazy weird smile on his face.
Can you keep a secret? He asked still smiling.
I wanted to say something, anything but lips just remained as they were. The man smiled before placing his finger on his lips motioning for me to keep quiet and then he walked away.
How I had managed to get home that day still remained a mystery. All I knew was that the rest of my life changed after that encounter. I couldn't eat or do nothing properly. The worst of it all was that I couldn't tell my family what was going on with me because I was so terrified, I didn't know who to trust no more.
Three weeks later, I decided to summon up courage and opened up to my family. They all felt sad that I had to experience something as bad as that. And after much persuasion I agreed to tell the police everything I knew.
I was taken to the police station and invited into a private room for questioning. The officer asked me some few questions before asking me to wait so that he could get his boss who also has some questions.
I watched him walk out of the room and then about five minutes later or there about, the door squeak opened and I couldn't believe my eyes. The boss was the same man I had seen some few weeks ago, the same man who had shot someone right in front of me.
He gently placed his hands on his lips, just like he did the last time. The weird crazy smile still present. The next words that came out of his mouth sent a chill down my spine, they no other words than..
“Can you keep a secret?”
