Identity Theft

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This is a short story about a girl who had her identity stolen. If you like it, comment ¨like¨. If you don´t, that is fine. It is not fully edited, but I wanted to see if you guys like it first.

Submitted: February 12, 2017

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It was May 27th, 3259 and I was in a dark, cold room. All of a sudden, a tall man dressed in black came into the room. “Hello. My Name is Officer Burnes. I am here to ask you some questions about  your crime.” I was confused, so I asked, “What crime.” He laughed. “ Don’t you know? An explosive was bought last night at 11:23 online with your credit card number, and was set off at 1:47 at the county bank.” I was still confused. “ I never did that, Officer,” I said. His face turned firm, and said, “ When I was investigating this case, I found that your credit card number was used to buy the bomb.” My head was pounding. Someone had stolen my credit card number! I quickly told the officer what I had just discovered. He said he doubted that. “If you do some research on when the explosive was bought, you will see that I was not on any electrical device to buy that explosive, so someone else must have stolen my identity.” He stood there silent for a moment. Then he said,“ Well, I guess I could look into that, but until we find any proof of your credit card number getting stolen, you will be put in the county jail.”

 A couple of days later, Officer Burnes arrived at my jail cell. “Well, I have some news for you, number 45693. I have done the research you have requested for me to do and found out that a man named Ron Waalzumberg was on his computer and buying a bomb at that exact time that the credit card number was used. So, you are free to go.” I said thank you to him and immediately left the county jail to go to the bank to get a new credit card.

 When I got to the bank, I told them what had happened and they quickly made me a new credit card with a new number. Right as I was leaving, my phone started ringing. “ Hello, Ms. Ereggno. This is Officer Burnes. You helped me capture the identity theft that is wanted all over the world for the terrible crimes he committed. I was thinking, would you like to help me solve cases and be my assistant?” I was so stunned. I was just offered a job as an assistant officer! I replied with a firm yes, even though I was so happy. “Ok, thanks, see you on Mondays at 7:30 am,” Officer Burnes said. Even though that week had gone terrible, the end was great.





The End


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