There were ten little boys. Three of them were 14 and the rest of them were 16. I am a police man, and my task involves looking after them every Friday.
Everybody knows the boys, people call those evil. I don’t know about the boys are evil, or they just come from a family, whit many problems, if they does that. I will not call them evil. I will have them to a foster family, because the boys are a problem in this city.
Yesterday it was a different Friday; the boys always have an evil look in their eyes, but not yesterday. Yesterday the boys had a smile on their faces, they look happy, they were determining, but they look happy. Where would they go? I don’t know where they went, but they disappeared quickly. They run towards a dark street, where the homeless live. I know there are a lot of drugs and other bad things. I had never the feeling they were on drugs. Just because one is at the dark street, it does not mean he is on drugs. But I really don’t know what they otherwise should do there. I don’t get in to the dark street because, we before have assault on police officers, so we have been given ban, from the state. It was too dangerous.
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