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The Man Who Cried Danger

What will your reaction be if you see a man carrying an armalite around town? Call the police, obviously.

Yesterday, April 30, 2014, my aunt caught an old woman running with her grand children and muttering something. Something about a man in black carrying a deadly weapon.

Wanna know what she did?

Nope, she didn't panic.




She actually laughed.

She laughed because they got it all wrong. The man carrying the weapon was actually our homeboy. He brought my cousin's airsoft gun home because our uncle borrowed it the day before that.
There was a crowd outside full of police and the people in the neighborhood's faces were painted with panic. The witness' story went like this:
"I saw a man in a black shirt carrying an armalite around. I followed him to the church and then he suddenly disappeared."

We are living near the church and there's a shortcut to our house by the church and that explains the sudden disappearance.

So all the hard work of the police for searching for this "man" didn't pay off because of a wrong idea. And it bothers a lot of people because our homeboy's been staying with us for years and the man who reported didn't even know him.

Although it is understandable that the airsoft looked real and it is normal for people to panic when a gun is in sight but sometimes we gotta make sure that it's true before reporting to the authorities. If we make a decision right away, a lot of people will get affected and that doesn't sound good at all, does it?

We don't have to jump into conclusions right away. We have to make things sure first before making an act because if you have done a lot of false alarms, then sooner or later, people will lose trust in you and we don't want that to happen, do we?

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