"Don't throw it away".
Josh jumped slightly and turned around. It was his neighbour. A young boy was sitting on the doorstep. Josh remembered- a new family had recently moved in.
"Seriously, dude. You've been staring at that thing for ages".
"You've been watching me?" asked Josh, peeved.
"Yes".
"Why?"
"Why what?" The boy got up and leaned casually on the fence which separated them. He was dishevelled and unkempt. Josh suspected that was why his parents hadn't invited them over.
"Why have you been watching me? That's weird".
"Look, I'm waiting for someone to pick me up- I'm not being nosy if that's what you're getting it. It's just- you've been standing out here for the past ten minutes with that stupid bag, putting it into the bin and then taking it out again. You clearly don't want to throw it away. Why don't you just keep it?".
"Sorry, who are you?"
"I didn't say".
"Okayyy".
Josh put the bag down on the ground. It was heavy. A battered Fiat approached and parked abruptly.
"That's me", said the boy. He locked his front door then walked towards the car. As he opened the car door, he turned. "Hey, whatever is in that bag, must be important to you. Don't do anything you'll regret".
He climbed into the car and the Fiat crawled away.
Shaking his head, Josh reached down and picked up the bag. He lifted the bin lid, threw the bag inside and walked back into his house.
Josh jumped slightly and turned around. It was his neighbour. A young boy was sitting on the doorstep. Josh remembered- a new family had recently moved in.
"Seriously, dude. You've been staring at that thing for ages".
"You've been watching me?" asked Josh, peeved.
"Yes".
"Why?"
"Why what?" The boy got up and leaned casually on the fence which separated them. He was dishevelled and unkempt. Josh suspected that was why his parents hadn't invited them over.
"Why have you been watching me? That's weird".
"Look, I'm waiting for someone to pick me up- I'm not being nosy if that's what you're getting it. It's just- you've been standing out here for the past ten minutes with that stupid bag, putting it into the bin and then taking it out again. You clearly don't want to throw it away. Why don't you just keep it?".
"Sorry, who are you?"
"I didn't say".
"Okayyy".
Josh put the bag down on the ground. It was heavy. A battered Fiat approached and parked abruptly.
"That's me", said the boy. He locked his front door then walked towards the car. As he opened the car door, he turned. "Hey, whatever is in that bag, must be important to you. Don't do anything you'll regret".
He climbed into the car and the Fiat crawled away.
Shaking his head, Josh reached down and picked up the bag. He lifted the bin lid, threw the bag inside and walked back into his house.
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