PSLE: Burglary

“What a long day! School, CCA and a composition on ‘Burglary’ to complete by tonight,” Belinda grumbled and gave a long sigh. She was on her way home with her older brother, Melvin, who had come to fetch her. The siblings were close. Hand in hand, they made their way home under the watchful eyes of the illuminated lampposts, talking nineteen to a dozen.

They chatted enthusiastically and were soon reaching their doorstep when Melvin noticed something amiss. The door was ajar. How could it be? He remembered closing the door tight before setting off. Staring at each other in disbelief, they decided to enter as quietly as possible. What greeted their eyes shocked them to the core. Their entire living room was in disarray. Furniture was tossed one way or the other. All the drawers were overturned.

“Something is wrong, Melvin!” Belinda whispered uneasily. “I’ll go to the storeroom to get the baseball bat and you stay hidden! Okay?” Melvin instructed and Belinda agreed.

With Melvin no longer with her, Belinda was startled by some noises that came from the bedroom. She decided to follow the sound and took a cautious peek. A corpulent man in balaclava was moving about feverishly. His belly shook as he made his way about looking for cash and valuables. Belinda’s eyes widened in horror when she spotted her mother all tied-up and gagged on the bed.

Thinking that Melvin was taking too long, she took matters into her own hands and grabbed a huge vase. She tiptoed towards him, meandering past the mess strewn on the floor. Just as she was about to smash the vase on his head, the man turned and glared at her with his bloodshot eyes. In his hand was a huge glinting knife.

Belinda stared in horror and stood rooted to the ground. Her legs were wobbling like freshly-made tofu. The vase slipped from her hands and shattered into a million pieces. “Please don’t hurt me,” she pleaded, aghast.

Her pleas for mercy was abruptly cut off when Melvin took a baseball bat and with a massive leap, smashed onto the back of the rotund thief. The man had no time to react at all. He instantly collapsed onto the floor, grimacing in excruciating pain.

“You’re my savior!” Belinda gushed in a gratified tone, immensely relieved. Melvin blushed like a red tomato.

Immediately, the children untied their mother and used the same rope to bind the burglar. Soon, wails of siren reverberated through the air and the police arrested the villain and took down their statements. Fortunately, all the valuables and cash were intact.

That night, Belinda wrote an awesome composition on ‘Burglary’ and even won a prize for it.