The Barn

It was 1980 in a village called "Metro village". It was a small village, my name is Timmy and I will talk about the story that changed my life. It was when I had eight years old, I was in the farm of my grandmother. Because she was eighteen years old, and someone had to cut the grass and all that. One day I woke up earlier to do my tasks, I went to the barn to take the grass cutter. When I saw the door of the barn opened. I suspected that something was wrong, so I entered and I saw two men on the floor with one seriously hurt. I asked them what they needed and they said that they only wanted to stay in the barn one night and I said yes like an idiot. I did all my tasks normally, I didn't say to my grandmother. It was 4:00 am and I was watching TV and I saw a light in the barn, I gave then a lamp in case they need something. They turned on the lamp and I would go to the barn, I went in the barn but they weren't there, they left a note that said: "Thank you to helped us". I didn't care and I went to sleep and that was the last time that he saw them.