Once, my brother was playing football. Well football is
his favourite sport and he was playing in a park and a guy was there. After my
brother had finished playing, the fellow who was also at the park wanted to
steal my brother’s money.
My brother left the park at great speed, running
towards our house. When he looked back there wasn’t just one chap chasing him,
there were now two. My brother ran to where my cousins were. My cousins grabbed
rocks from the ground and started pelting them at the would-be-robbers, who thanks
to my cousins, ran away.
My brother didn’t know it, but the thieves lived in
the same neighborhood as us. I think the robbers were waiting for their time of revenge. They didn’t act, they just waited.
One day, the robbers were watching my brother. They
wanted to stab him with a knife. The thieves almost succeeded. My brother was
fighting with one of them and the other pulled out a knife and threw it at my
brother’s neck. However, my brother saw the knife coming and ducked away from it, only
being slightly nicked on his neck.
Thanks to God, someone called for my cousins, who
arrived on the scene quick-smart. My cousins started throwing stones at the two
bad dudes and they started to run, but my cousin hit one of them. He lay on the
ground in pain and the other ran away and left his companion lying there in the
dirt.
My cousins wasted no time in doling out their
punishment. They beat him. They nearly killed him! Then my brother said to my
cousins “stop it, or he'll die!”
The police arrived shortly after and took the robber
away as their prisoner and put him in prison. And so they never tried to steal from my
brother again and thank God he was not killed.
This
story was written by a Nicaraguan youth, and was voluntarily given to Capital
on the Edge for publishing. The subject choice was his entirely. He has elected
to write about his experiences for the glory of God and so that others may
learn from his experiences. The translation of this work is performed
voluntarily and not professionally, hence there may be some errors. Any
deviation from the text is in consultation with the author, to make clear the
life events written about.
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Una
vez mi hermano estaba jugando futbol, bueno su deporte es el futbol él estaba
jugando en un parque y un chico estaba ahí. Después que terminó el chico le quería robar su dinero que tenía, mi hermano salió corriendo y el chico con
otro lo persiguieron, entonces mi hermano llegó donde unos primos y agarraron a los ladrones a pedrada. Gracias a
eso, ese día no le hicieron nada a mi hermano.
Los ladrones eran del mismo barrio pero mi hermano no sabía.
Los
ladrones parece que no lo iban a dejar así. Otro día miran a mi hermano y lo querían
dañar con un cuchillo y los ladrones casi lo logran ; él estaba peleando con
unos y el otro saco un cuchillo y se lo tiró al cuello a mi hermano y por
reflejo se lo capio, solo le paso rosando el cuello y gracias a Dios después llegaron mis primos por que se dieron cuenta que el
estaba peleando. Mis primo los agarraron a pedrada y los dos corrieron pero mi
primo le pega a uno y el otro corrió y lo dejó ahí tirado en el piso, entonces
mi primo comenzó a golpear al que se
cayó y casi lo mata Entonces mi hermano
lo desaparto y le dijo: dejen lo van a
matar Entonces llego la policía y se lo llevaron y lo metieron preso y así
ellos nunca más robaron mi y her
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