#5

#5.

 When I was 8 I used to go to the chess club in my school, it was 2 hour after my classes ended, so I and my friend Daniel faced with the dilema of free time, so two times a we had an uncontrolled walking near the school.
 It was cold February day. It was shiny at 1 p.m., and great snowdrifts in the schoolyard. There were some children from 5th grade playing snowballs, so we decided to join them. We had a great half an hour, but then one of them threw a piece of ice to the school's door. The security guard (ex-prisoner, asome relative of our principal) walked out with a brutal face. He said something like: "It's time to die, little bustards". We was so scared that we couldn't move. Luckily, he didn't notice me and Daniel, we were lying behind the snowdrift. The other ran away, so he chased them. We successfully entered the school and visited the chess club.
The next day principal started an investigation. The guard recognized everybody except me and Daniel. The fifth-grades told about us and gave our description. We acted stomach pain and left school missing the identification. Also we called and generated an alibi. The next day we were ready to deny all. We met early before school to rehearse. However, nobody reminded that case next day; we expected the accusation for one week more. Then we calmed down. I suppose nobody keeps this thing in mind anymore, so I told you this story today.