ALIBI

“Good evening!”- A voice resounded in my room. A man stood next to my bed. He was wearing a grey suit and black gloves. In his right hand he was holding a big knife. “The knife is clean, my family is safe”- I thought. He said: “I have cleaned it”. Then he had used it.

I was frightened. “What have you done with my family?”- I asked him.
“Your father… Your father tried to be a hero… This is very easy. One should do as I say and the one who disobeys me dies. What will you do? Yes… I think you will obey me”.
Then he told me: “Follow me!”

On the double bed my father lay stabbed. In the corridor there was the corpse of my sister. And my mother?
“Where is my mother? – I asked him.
He answered me: “Your mother is dead too, but before she died, I told her to write the name of the person she loved the most with her blood. This has saved you”.
My name was written on the wall.

The man gave the knife and left. I stayed there thinking: “My mother has saved me, my mother loves me”.

Suddenly, a click sounded, the policeman turned off the tape-recorder and stood up saying: “This is the most ridiculous alibi that I have ever heard”.