A first

I was going to BC Roy today cause I had a bit of a tummy ache, and when I was walking to the hospital, I heard a voice, filled with stutters asking "S-s-sir? Is this the hospital?" There was something about the voice before I even saw his face. The fear, the tension, the innocence, the forced, uneasy respect. It meant only one thing. I looked at him, a look of panic on his face. That’s when I felt it happen. I could almost sense his fear, a thirst for blood filled me. And then I told myself, "NO! NOT NOW! NOT HERE!", and turned to him, forced a smile and said "yes". I walked away as fast as I could.

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