THE THIEF

INSECURITY!!! INSECURITY!!! INSECURITY!!! What is insecurity? The free dictionary simply puts it as the state of being susceptible to harm or danger. I thought i was living in a very secure environment until something saddening happened. I personally was not affected directly but I feel the effects creeping towards me slowly,day by day. The hood am currently living in is next to a very busy road,round the clock watch guards, security lights and even plenty of pedestrians during the day and night. Even with all this in place I must say that the place is not as secure as i thought or should i say, deemed it to be. Last week I retired home for the evening as is my usual habit, after a long day in school. I found my two roommates Mushkins and Dolly watching a movie, but being the chatterbox i am, they had to pause and listen to my long stories of how the day was, my new found hottie and crush, the typical girl talk. In the room i currently stay,we are supposed to be four in our room but currently are three.During that chit chat our care taker walked in with this adorable lady who was allegedly going to move in the following day. She came in and asked if we would mind if she moved in with us. We looked at each other and said,"well if you want join us its okay." She seemed so sweet and so we were all friendly to her. Later she decided to go on and check other rooms to see if she was 'MAKING THE BEST CHOICE'. Innocently we let her and we continued with our chit chat. A few minutes later she came in and claimed to love another room more and thus she would be settling there. We told her it was okay and did not dwell much on it and we continued with what we had been doing. We went and took supper and later after we were done, we took the plates to the kitchen only to be told that the lady was a thief and she had stolen a laptop. @_@ was the look our faces read when we were told. HOW? HER? THE SWEET GIRL? NO!!! YOU MUST BE MISTAKEN.... Was what was running in my mind. The owner and some of her friends tried to follow her and trace her but to no avail. "SHE WAS GONE!!!" What was our watchman doing? I thought. How could he let her go? After gathering all the tales of the encounter with the girl, we now realized that we had been victims of Foul play and now she had disappeared with someone's laptop. The safe hood was no longer safe and everyone was a suspect. I was traumatized and still am. How can a robbery happen in our home? When everyone is around? INSECURITY how have you turned me into a victim? Now i live in fear, knowing that someone may ponce on me any minute and my safety is at risk. When i walk in the streets everyone is a suspect, i clutch my purse a little bit tighter now, am always looking back to see if am being followed, always walking a little bit faster to get home which is a bit more 'secure' and always in fear of what could happen next. HOW DID WE GET HERE? WHAT SHALL WE DO???