The 5th Floor

 A few years ago I lived in an apartment on the fifth floor. There was a crime was such an ordinary thing for people who live there.

When I was coming from my job, I just press the button of the elevator. I felt that someone is there at my back. And I moved back suddenly felt there was a man who was wearing an overcoat, and I pushed him badly from the elevator.

On Saturday, I was going to my cousin brother wedding the bell rang and I thought that who would be there now and I saw from the peephole there was a policeman asked what do you want he said that I want to ask you some question about your neighbor murder yesterday night.

I was in a hurry to go to my brother’s wedding, and I replied to him I don’t know about these things. He said that you can open the door to help me. I just wanted to go to the wedding instead of this murder I continued to get ready for the wedding.

“On Sunday I went to the secretary of the apartment and said please come on my fifth-floor certain smell are coming where a murder happened yesterday night the policeman came, the secretary said no yesterday no murder in the apartment the secretary took the master key and opened the door the room was a sea of blood in the hole room the people have died there.

The secretary said that what to do now the neighbor said first call the police so that the murderer should be arrested then the police come and ask some question the neighbor said I saw him in the elevator from the back at night time and people are murdered from few days.

The neighbor said to the secretary of the apartment and discussed that I want to leave this society.

"The secretary said WHY! WHY! WHAT HAPPENED!"