Thursday, 20 November 2008
12:32:18 AM (GMT)
People ask me why ive changed. they say im too quiet, too withdrawn;some even say
ive become a little strange. well, it's true ever since that night last
It had been a perfect summer day. i had gone swimming in a pond a few miles from my
uncle's farm where i was staying for the month of july. a group of kids who lived in
the nearby town were there, too. after swimming, we bought some food and had a pinic
in the park. before i realized how late it was, the sky had started to grow dim with
the twilight. the rest of the kids started for home in the town. i was the only one
who had to ride the long way to my uncle's house.
I raced my bike hard up the big hill outside town in the direction of the farm. by
the timei got to the crest, i had to stop. i was so exhausted that my legs trembled.
i stood still on the top of the hill, alone on the road, with my bike leaning against
me. i was too tired to go on, too tired to do anything but watch the setting sun. it
had sunk so low that it looked like a huge, burning ball in the dark blue sky. blood
red streaks shot out from it across the horizon.
I shuddered suddenly and felt a chill pass though my body. it seemed i was the only
person alive in the world. this part of the country was remote and lonely, and i
wasnt familiar with it.
On that road when i had asked my uncle about the road on the left, he has said it was
a shortcut. then he mumbled something about people never takeing it. i couldnt
remeber exactly what he said.
All around me, the color of the sky deepened to a purpleish black. the Looking down
the hill, i saw where the road split into two forks. i had driven down this hill with
my uncle several times. he had taken the road to the right, which was hilly and went
past farmhouses. i knew it would be a long, hard road to get home last red rays of
the sunset had faded from the horizon. i knew i had to get back to my uncle's farm as
fast as i could. i swung my leg over the bike and pushed off down the hill. when the
road split ahead of me, i took the left turn......onto the shortcut. My bike shot
down the old dirt road, raising a cloud of dust around me. in the dim light i could
see that there was no tracks on the ground. i started to put on the brakes, suddenly
wishing i had taken the more familiar road. then i realized that i had been steadily
coasting downhill. to turn back would mean climbing uphill again. i rode on, down the
Finally the ground leveled out, and i had to push hard on the pedals to keep up my
speed. my legs ached, but i ignored the pain. i was flying down the road in almost
total darkness now. the only light came from a thin moon that hung like a sickle in
the black sky.
Last edited: 20 November 2008