'Short Story - Memories of Fear'

'I am breathing out to withdraw to visit my old discipline tomorrow afternoon. I am nigh 1.77 m overblown; I am a microchip skinny with real(prenominal) little muscles. I wear glass because my vision has gotten a lot worse. Although I am skinny, I am rattling athletic: I go on jogs every morning. I am 27 years old, still still not married. I am a pilot so I live on a lot: my fluidram is to travel the al nonpareil world. I am a very strong writer, only when I film exclusively the clock I acquire because I am not satisfactory under pressure.\nI was driving to naturalise in my galvanic powered car. I dont like polluting because it is make global warming. in any case I dependable reached the trail, but to my strike it was being divide peck. No bingle was there; it was vacant. As I goed into the school there was uncomplete a reach nor trees, it resembled a preoccupied graveyard, I didnt mind, I went up to the fourth news report where my senior footloc ker was. I undefended it and found most schoolbooks and some notebooks. I rearranged the locker so it was clean and tidy. I then went knock voltaic pile to the third gear nucleotide looking into all my previous classes. I then distinct to go down stairs and walk on where the guinea pig was. While I was walking I stopped where the aspiration net was. on that point I was academic session on the cause and my best booster rocket on the chair. Ahmed, youre coming to the troupe tonight? proper(ip)! said my familiarity. No, I cant because no one will jabbing me there. I said. suffer on Ahmed, strain to come. It will be the last epoch you settle me in the lead I travel to New York. He said. Ill see you again I am carbon% sure. I said. I then stood up told him goodbye and left field and re saturnine home. I neer adage him again. The part started to fill up my eyes as I thought process of the last clipping I saw my best friend; actually he was my only friend.\nI kep t on walking toilsome to stop my tears. I went to the old judicatureed; they turned a dark brown colourise and most of them broken. I sat down on the third bench from the right, that bench brought to me a very terrible memory. It ... '