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Incident with an angry old man | Short descriptive story for kids | Elijah Wee | Singapore

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An ear-piercing smash, sounding like the shattering of glass, penetrated the laidback air surrounding old Mr Lim’s house. The boys gasped in horror. They started to regret their act of sneaking into Mr Lim’s garden to have a game of football. Frank had kicked the ball so hard that it had smashed a window shattering it into pieces. He now stood rooted to the ground not knowing what to make of the situation.

            “Who kicked the ball and caused it to smash my window?” Old Mr Lim’s voice was cold and hard. He came out of his house, his face scarlet with fury. If looks could kill, Frank would have been six feet under. Old Mr Lim was a tall, solid chunk of a man, the kind that chopped phonebooks into half for fun. His silver grey hair seemed to stand up like a porcupine, as if they were seething with rage too. Glaring at the boys, Justin, Tommy and Frank, he ranted and rattled off like a machine gun at them. “For the last time, who did this?”

            Frank could not fight down his guilt any more. It was time to own up. Fighting down fresh feelings of pain, he decided to steel himself.

            “Mr Tan, I’m the culprit.”


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