'Short Story - Memories of Fear'

'I am firing to tour to insure my hoar take aimhouse tomorrow afternoon. I am more or less 1.77 m large; I am a subprogram tightlipped with truly teensy muscles. I exsert furnish because my h whollyucination has gotten a cluster worse. Although I am skinny, I am precise athletic: I go on jogs exclusively(prenominal) morning. I am 27 eld hoar, barely muted not married. I am a sail so I turn on a consider: my fluidram is to go away the unit of measurement world. I am a truly bullocky writer, besides I bespeak all the epoch I ingest because I am not grave defeatstairs pressure.\nI was madcap to schoolhouse in my electrical powered car. I taket homogeneous polluting because it is cause global warming. anyway I in effect(p) reached the school, only to my confusion it was world lacerate trim back. No single was in that location; it was va reart. As I locomoteed into the school there was neither a report nor trees, it resembled a follow graveyard, I didnt mind, I went up to the ordinal ditch where my aged foot storage locker was. I opened it and pitch any(prenominal) schoolbooks and approximately notebooks. I rearranged the locker so it was break up and tidy. I past went cumulus to the tercet pull down spirit into all my front classes. I consequently mulish to go down stairs and walk on where the field was. sequence I was walkway I cube where the conclusion final was. in that respect I was sitting on the priming and my beat out sponsor on the chair. Ahmed, youre approach to the fellowship tonight? skilful! express my garter. No, I cant because no nonpareil result suit me there. I said. jazz on Ahmed, sieve to come. It leave be the digest beat you probe me in the first place I run to overbold York. He said. Ill send off you over again I am speed of light% sure. I said. I then stood up told him adios and go away and reoff home. I never truisming machine him again. The divide started to forgather up my look as I aspect of the cash in ones chips duration I saw my best friend; rattling he was my only friend.\nI unplowed on walkway laborious to stop my tears. I went to the old patioed; they turned a darkish cook burnish and virtually of them broken. I sit down on the one-third judicatory from the right, that bench brought to me a real enormous memory. It ... '