Catching a thief (July 25, 2008)
Me and a couple of friends decide to visit my parents’ summer house and in order to do that we need to go by boat. When we arrive I can see that the front door is wide open but I can’t see any sign of anyone being inside so I dare to enter the house. Suddenly a 30-year-old woman jumps out in front of me. She rushes out in the garden but I hesitate before I decide to follow after, not because I am scared but because I’m not entirely sure that she deserves to be punished. Anyway, after a dramatic chase I force her to ground with my knees and ask one of my friends to call the police. The fight between me and the woman is tough, and I get no help from my friends. I order them to call the police again to ask them to hurry up. I even call the police myself once. The woman then draws a well-hidden gun. Quickly I grab her wrist to prevent her from aiming at me and then I compel her drop the weapon. Finally a female police-officer arrives in an odd oblong boat. She takes care of the thief and then starts to interrogate me. I answer the questions but I am extremely upset.
