The Good and Bad

Well it was same like all the days the morning son shining greeting every one it seem same i always go to an ally quickest way to reach my job until that day i saw a guy with gun pointing at a girl crying i hide beside the trash i was panicking should i save her or should run for it call a police and realize the girl was dead shock and traumatize i gently reach for her checking pulse there were no pulse she was dead i quickly ran to my one bed room apartment then i forgot my DNA was i her because i was checking her pulse i had no choice i ran where the body was and quickly dispose of the body rap it with the trash bag or something and it was easy for me to blend in because there many people going to work i try to find an insenorator to dispose the body and then quickly as i can i ran to the insenorator five block from where the death happened i was over joyed and then the trash bag rip apart many people stared at the dead body they thought i did it guys with big muscle pauch me to death other people called the police when police came i was sever