|The Scene of the Crime
Author: yWrite PM
An unlucky man has a series of crimes happen to him within the same week. Written for a newsletter.Rated: Fiction K - English - Humor - Words: 782 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 07-18-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2934190
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"Officer, officer!" Maurice called out in a panicked voice.
The policeman who was patrolling the area came running to the man holding two grocery bags.
"Officer, somebody stole my car!"
The cop proceeded to question Maurice before giving the distraught man a ride home.
After putting away his groceries, Maurice realized that his wallet was missing. He searched the house, but could not find it. Then he concluded that he must have left at the supermarket. Frustrated, he decided not to go look for it, for someone must have taken it by now. Plus, he'd have to wait for a bus.
The next night, Maurice heard a loud crash coming from downstairs. He went down to see what it was.
Upon turning on the living room light, he noticed that a window was shattered and there was a brick on a floor covered in glass. He called the police.
When the police arrived, Maurice answered their questions and let them investigate his house. He also reported his stolen wallet. The police found no clues as to who might have done it and why.
Two days later, Maurice woke up to a splitting headache. He reluctantly got out of bed and went downstairs to read a newspaper. Looking through the want ads, he found a job that was close to home. He got dressed and left the house.
Not too long after Maurice arrived at the bank that was hiring, five masked men rushed in with guns. Three of them guarded the employees and customers while the other two took the money. When they were satisfied, they left without hurting any hostages.
When the police showed up, one recognized Maurice and pulled him aside.
"Aren't you the same guy who recently called about someone damaging your property?" he asked.
"Yes, sir. Someone smashed my window with a brick."
"I think you'd better come to the station."
Maurice soon found himself in the interrogation room with two cops. The cop who brought him there was sitting on his left side, the other was standing against the wall on his right.
"So, Maurice," the standing cop began. "We've been hearing a lot from you lately. You've had quite a streak of bad luck. Pretty interesting stuff, considering they were crimes committed against you within the same week."
"Yes, sir." Maurice said.
"You chose to shop in the area where your car was stolen, correct?" Maurice nodded. "You've apparently had your wallet stolen on the same day, right?" Another nod. "And not even a week later, you worried yourself sick and someone threw a brick at your window. Then you went to a job interview at a bank, which got robbed while you were there."
"I think it's safe to say that you're responsible for all of this, Maurice."
Maurice was shocked.
"How is this all my fault? I had nothing to do with this."
"Really?" the other cop asked. "Because you were usually the first to notice these things happen. You were the first to report them. And these things coincidentally take place around the same time with no clues left behind, no clear motives, no witnesses, and they only happen to you, aside from the bank robbery."
"Yes, it is a coincidence. Why would I steal and damage my own stuff?"
"Let's go back to when your car was stolen. Do you remember what you were doing before you found out?
"I was buying food and stuff for the house."
"Anything else?" the standing policeman asked. "Do you remember what you were thinking about or how you were feeling?"
"I was upset about something. Don't remember what it was. I was just angry for some reason. I couldn't stop thinking about the different things I was going through. Like my divorce, being laid off..."
The sitting cop cut him off.
"And you were upset when all those other things happened to you. Correct?"
"In other words, every time something bad happened to you, you were already angry just before it happened?"
To top off his week of bad luck, Maurice was arrested for assisting the crimes committed against him.
The moral of the story is, everyone is capable of creating their own lives. Those who tend to have "bad luck" are actually manifesting the bad things by sending negative energy out into the universe. For instance, by complaining, resenting someone, or indulging in activities such as gossip. Observe the thoughts running through your mind when you are having a bad day. Replace them with empowering thoughts as well as what you think about on a great day.