a boy,a camera,a murder

The sun was going down as the small boy played with the old camera.It would soon be time to return home for the small child.He was snapping pictures in the open field.A few yards away a middle aged guy was digging a make shift grave.He had strangled his wife earlier in a fit of rage during an argument.The killer never noticed the small child nor did the boy see him.After a few hours the culprit had dug a good size grave and tossed the carpeted wrapped body into the shallow grave.The boy fiddled with the camera knobs setting off flashes of light to the surrounding areas.Meanwhile the killer piled dirt into the hole covering the womans'body.The sun now was well hidden behind the black clouds.The air fi;lled with moisture and thunder was heard in the distance.The boy headed home .The killer finished covering the body,wiped his forhead as sweat poured down his rough complexioned cheeks.He stood there smiling to himself as though he was proud of what he had done.Meanwhile the boy reached home and gave his mom the camera.His mom promised to have his film processed that night.She had no idea that the killers'photos were on that roll of film.The killer was picked up by the police a few weeks later and charged with murder,after the boys' mom discovered the pictures her son had taken accidently.The killer pleaded not guilty .The photos along with d.n.a. proved otherwise.     THE END