Starry Night And King David: A Short Story

A dark dirty street held a man, in which he hid between a dumpster and shadow. The man had very quiet reputation, but a dark, selfish personality. He held a weight in which he could only in all the states, and world at that. The man was an astonishing, innate burglar, like a mouse through a pin hole.
In his in New York he held some of the world's most treasured items, such as: Picasso pieces, Starry Night, and King David. He returned home, and that's where our story takes place. As he went home in the darkest corners and passed squalid huts, he wondered what he'd do next. As the burglar returned home he looked over his prizes and mumbled, "A tapestry can fill this space wonderfully," in a raspy, deep, voice. So the man went to Italy to get the tapestry. He traveled by boat over a few months and had ideas upon ideas to
He thought of returning all that he has stolen. His gut turned on his habit and returned the relics and paintings and every other thing he has stolen. As he did, the reactions of the priests and museums were all over the place. They had mixed feelings of everything they said, such as, "thank you good sir" or stuff people these ages shouldn't want much to know about. But when he did, he felt a warm feeling in his heart that he never had before. A feeling of graciousness and honesty. He returned to New York and surprisingly turned himself in, earning him a fair trial. A gentleman of a lawyer defended him, yet was found heavily guilty for his doings. But also Innocent for his rebellious gut for that striking thought. His heart fell when he heard the world, "Guilty!" But astonished and awestruck when he heard, "But also innocent for all these reasons..." He wasn't found guilty due to the actions of turning himself in, and giving a great care to all his prizes in glass cases and pedestals (which none were damaged in his current