One exceptional winter evening, a young boy ran outside from his home and dashed towards the nearest bus stop. He ponders between what to do and don't know what he was thinking, waiting... waiting... and waiting he waits anxiously and cannot wait any longer. Finally a bus arrived after 10 minutes, he checked at the time, the watch said 9:00 pm, he trembled in fear, he doesn't know what to do, but the driver pursuaded him to hop on the bus as it's getting very late.
As he entered the bus full of people he looked at the driver and he said " thank you I'm very thankful", and payed for his fare. While walking in the bus aisle a lady offered him a seat,
" Come and sit here very handsome young man".
The boy was flustered, but accepted the sit anyways, the young boy still shivers in fear and with his sinful thoughts, reminded him of what happened earlier. He tucked his hands in his legs fearing of what might happen to him. The lady took notice of this boy's action, and asked
"Are you ok boy, you look very worried is there something wrong?".
The boy looked at her and said
"No, Im ok, very ok"
-The boy replied still shivering, and his hands tucked in his legs.
As the bus slowly stopped at a station the young boy cannot think for himself, but realized that this was his stop. He stood up and thanked the lady. He went down the bus and walked towards the station, as the bus door close behind him, he thinks to himself of what might happen to him.
The boy walked out of the station, not knowing what to do, he checked at the time (it says 9:30pm)
. He became more and more worried.
" what have I done" he said unknowingly,
"what have I done what have I done...."
He kept repeating over and over and over...
He didn't know what to do or what to think except, on what he did...
For every step he takes nightmares always overtake his clouding memory. His movement becomes more fragile yet so stern. Whilst he walked his body shivers either from the anxiety and the things he'd just seen affecting his emotions or the winter's night creeping on his physical body. The boy frantically looks for a house familiar to him, but how can he do it? His thoughts filled with shock all alone, while he tries to seek for help. Closer and closer to the house railings his body cannot take it as he falls through the ground he holds unto those metal railings and gets up. While he used those to walk. The young boy looks up unto the sign.
"Im almost there"
- He says
As he looked up at the sign, the street lamps light blocked him from overseeing the house rooftops. But as the streetlights glimmer, the moon overhead with its beautiful shape glows in the dark star filled sky.
"God please help me"
-He mumbled
"I'm at my frailest and cannot go on any longer"
But, after seeing the beautiful sky with its gleaming stars the young boy continued to walk. Slow and steady the cold winter wind blows, but he cannot let the cold winter shiver his body. He walked on nevertheless.
After a few minutes of walking the young boy went to a house, near from the bus station, he walked towards their door and he knocked at their door while calling out a name,
" Mr. Mawski, Mr. Mawski- please open the door"
He knocked while calling out the name... And knocked... And knocked... Then finally someone opened the door, and here it is Mr. Mawski.
" Mr. Mawski please help me..."
With the voice so straint and tears coming down from his face.The man looked at the young boy and he said
" Oh dear- what are you out here this late what happened, No time to ask questions come in".
As the young boy entered Mr Mawski closed the door shut, the man is worried for the young boy he let the young boy on the couch and offered the him some Hot chocolate, a blanket and sat him by the fireplace.
" Just settle in here"
The man said
With the face of relieve the boy sat down, with his body near the fireplace
* "Im here, at last I'm safe" *
-The boy thought to himself.