The Moving Bag
I locked the back doors to the store as I made her way out with the trash bag ...I was utterly exhausted and needed a good bubble bath to relax my muscles . The day had been more busy than yesterday which was good for business. Having a business like this in this neighbourhood wasn't exactly a luxury but was good anyways. I had decided to move back to my nana's place since she called that was going out of town to Mexico for a few days. I really didn't like staying at her house because it was farther from the restaurant and school . But since Ashley's cousin was coming this weekend that meant I had to move back .
I groaned as i had to go across the street to dump the trash, if only Ashley had waited but no she had to go her stupid date night ...who cared anyway it was friday. But I was glad i wasn't gonna be working tomorrow. So that was gonna give me plenty of time to play with after classes.
I dumped the trash bags and was about to make a run for it when something caught my eyes ...it was a bag and for stupid reason it was moving . Which wasn't supposed to happen , I walked up to it and touched it and immediately I gasped and looked around before picking it ...and taking the bag with me .
I was nervous wreck right now and I hadn't been this nervous since my school entrance exams. I couldn't stop looking behind me to see if anyone was following or watching me . Maybe i should get a cab , the clouds were beginning to form and it was already ten thirty waiting for the train was gonna take some time ...finally making a decision I ordered a cab .
I got home and went straight into my room, dropping my bag on the bed I looked at the moving bag ...maybe i should report this to the cops ...who knows they would know what to do
"are you stupid they would accuse of kidnapping and maybe arrest you for murder "
shaking my head i paced round my room before taking a look at it again ...i mean this was real this bag was really here in my house in my bedroom on my bed with me ....ah geez ...
It moved again and a made a sound i counted and picked it ..it was so small and fragile and it was real ... placing gently on my bed i began pacing the room . I mean judging from it you would know it was just a few days old ...making panic all of a second was it still alive what it was dead then i would really be charged for murder
"which is why should've left it ...but no you just had to take it ...stupid girl
I looked at it again its blankets had some blood stains on it , it was clearly a new born. Checking its bag for some information ..after all people who dumped babies left some kind of clue with it ...but what i wasn't prepared for the sight before the bag was full of cash which meant this wasn't a girl abandoning a child it was nuch more ...the baby was sleeping on a ton of cash .. a ton of hundred dollar bloodied stained bills .....
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