The History of Pepita Jiménez

Concurso de Relatos de MedoThe autumn morning, I was very relaxed in tutoring classes doing my homework and playing with my pen.

My pen crashed and stained my hands. I went to the bathroom quickly, closed the door and washed my hands. Suddenly, I heard noises of people outside, but I continued wahing my hands, when I finished, I tried to open the door but I couldn’t open, I was frightened thinking that a murderer was killing innocent people and that he had locked me in. I started to knock on the door, but nobody heard me. Then, I thought and decided to throw the door down with my body… That was a wrong idea! So, I looked around me and inspected the ventilation system, I entered there, ment out into the street and then told the police.

Nobody was wounded, but the murder was finally arrested.

Pepita Jiménez

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