There was a robbery incident that happened to my neighbour some time ago.
The robbers hit their door, threatening to break it down if they didn’t open up, so the dad had no choice but to open it. Four rugged, armed men walked in and immediately ordered everyone out of the room to lie face down on the floor if they didn’t want to die.
They all obeyed, including the little kids. But after a while, the children started arguing over space, saying “that’s my spot, I got there before you.” One of the robbers, who seemed like the boss, stayed back to guard them while the others searched the house. He got angry and shouted at the kids to lie down and close their eyes.
A few minutes later, one of the little girls whispered to her brother to close his eyes or she would report him. Next thing, she stood up, walked up to the armed robber, tugged his trousers, and said, “Uncle armed robber, Junior is not closing his eyes.”
Immediately, the other robbers both inside and outside burst into laughter. The one guarding them just stood there, shook his head, and then walked out. In a teary voice, he told the others to leave everything and go. They left the house without taking anything.