Give me the cell or I'll stab you, kid—then they were gone
En una tarde de miércoles en el barrio Chacra 106 de Posadas, un niño de doce años fue interceptado por dos hombres armados con un cuchillo que le arrebataron su teléfono antes de huir en motocicleta. El hecho, breve en su duración pero profundo en su impacto, no es tanto una irrupción del peligro como una reaparición de uno que ya era conocido: el barrio 1° de Mayo lleva años reclamando mayor seguridad sin haber sido escuchado del todo. Lo que le ocurrió a este niño en plena luz del día es, a la vez, un episodio singular y el síntoma persistente de una conversación que nunca terminó de cerrarse.
- Un niño de doce años fue amenazado con un cuchillo en plena tarde y obligado a entregar su teléfono bajo la frase 'dame el celu o te pincho, pibe'.
- Los dos atacantes, que llegaron en motocicleta y regresaron deliberadamente para interceptarlo, huyeron con rapidez y permanecen prófugos.
- El menor escapó sin heridas físicas pero visiblemente sacudido; corrió primero a la casa de un amigo y luego a la de su madre, quien llamó a la policía.
- La Comisaría Duodécima tomó la denuncia, pero la ausencia de detenidos y la velocidad del hecho exponen los límites de la respuesta institucional.
- El robo reactiva un reclamo vecinal que no era nuevo: los residentes del barrio 1° de Mayo llevan años exigiendo medidas de seguridad que aún no llegan.
Un miércoles por la tarde, un niño de doce años salió con un amigo hacia una fotocopiadora cerca de la intersección de las avenidas Zapiola y Leandro N. Alem, en el barrio Chacra 106 de Posadas. Notaron que dos jóvenes en moto pasaban en dirección al Centenario, sin que eso les generara alarma. Minutos después, los mismos hombres regresaron, se bajaron de las motos y lo acorralaron. Uno de ellos tenía un cuchillo. La amenaza fue directa y sin rodeos. El chico entregó el teléfono y corrió.
No hubo heridas físicas. Sí hubo miedo, y la urgencia de buscar refugio primero en casa de un amigo y luego con su madre. Ella llamó a la policía. Efectivos de la Comisaría Duodécima se presentaron en el domicilio, tomaron la denuncia y registraron los detalles del hecho. Los dos hombres, vistos por última vez alejándose en motocicleta, siguen sin ser identificados ni detenidos.
Pero lo que este robo dejó abierto va más allá del expediente policial. El barrio 1° de Mayo, donde se ubica la Chacra 106, no descubre con este episodio una amenaza nueva: la reconoce. Los vecinos llevan años pidiendo mejoras en seguridad, y cada tanto un hecho así devuelve ese reclamo a la superficie. El robo ocurrió de día, a un niño, en pocos minutos. Y cuando terminó, no terminó del todo: no para él, no para su madre, no para un barrio que sigue esperando que alguien escuche.
A twelve-year-old boy was walking toward a photocopy shop in the Chacra 106 neighborhood of Posadas on Wednesday afternoon when two men on motorcycles circled back and cornered him. They had a knife. They wanted his phone. "Give me the cell or I'll stab you, kid," one of them said, the words coming fast and hard. He handed it over. They disappeared on their bikes.
The boy ran first to a friend's house, then to his mother. Police from the Twelfth Precinct arrived at their home after she called. He had no cuts, no bruises—nothing visible except the weight of what had just happened to him in broad daylight on a neighborhood street.
What makes this robbery matter beyond the boy's fear is what it has reopened. The Chacra 106 sits in the 1° de Mayo neighborhood, a place where residents have been asking for better security for years. This incident is not new trouble arriving; it is old trouble surfacing again, a reminder that the conversation about safety here never really ended. It just got quieter.
According to what the boy and his mother told police, he and a friend had set out for the photocopy shop near the intersection of Zapiola and Leandro N. Alem avenues. They noticed two young men on motorcycles pass by heading toward Centenario—nothing alarming at first, just a passing observation. Minutes later, the same two men came back. They got off their bikes, came up behind the boy, and made their demand with the knife in hand.
The boy did what most people do when faced with a weapon and a threat: he complied. He gave them the phone and ran. His mother called the police. The Twelfth Precinct took the report. The two men remain at large, last seen heading away on motorcycles.
What lingers now is not just the crime itself but the question it raises about a neighborhood that thought it had already made its case for help. The robbery happened in daylight. It happened to a child. It happened quickly and then it was over, except it was not over—not for the boy, not for his mother, and not for a community that has been waiting for someone to listen.
Notable Quotes
Give me the cell or I'll stab you, kid— One of the two armed robbers, to the 12-year-old victim
The Hearth Conversation Another angle on the story
Why does a single robbery matter enough to write about? Robberies happen everywhere.
This one happened to a child in daylight on a street where people have already been asking for help. It's not the crime itself—it's what it says about whether anyone is listening.
The boy wasn't hurt. He gave them what they wanted and got away. Isn't that the best outcome?
Yes, physically he's fine. But fear doesn't leave a mark you can see. And for a neighborhood, one robbery to a child can feel like proof that their warnings were ignored.
What do you mean by "old trouble surfacing"?
The 1° de Mayo neighborhood has been asking for better security for a long time. This robbery didn't create that problem—it just made it impossible to ignore again.
Do we know if police will catch these men?
Not yet. They fled on motorcycles and haven't been found. That's part of what keeps the neighborhood's anxiety alive—the threat is still out there.
What happens next?
That depends on whether this robbery becomes a catalyst for change or just another incident that fades until the next one.