Once I went into the tuck shop away from my home and there a well dressed up man gave me a smile, and asked about the closest living area. Anyways answering him I bought the things.
When I reached home I saw the man around the house and after a few moments he was standing beside me with a knife in his hand as I was taking out the things from the car. I yelled at the top of my voice , just then, my brother hit him at the back and he flung.
I became careful after this incident that no one can be trusted, not even those asking for addresses or begging for money.
