My name is Dilan and I live in Sun falling village. This is a small island. An island in the long trees and the beach. However, people here think it is a village.
I am a writer. I'm learning education at the Mid age college here. Today my teacher told us,
"Do you know what's interesting for a story?, Imaginable? No. True events to give an interesting to a story. The truth is more interesting than imagining.While writing about the truth events, readers are new experience in mind.
Such stories are attracted to readers.So pay the interest in writing about the true events in the stories.
This is the assignment for you. Write a story to about the true events in your life. " So I started writing.
One day,
I was sleeping in the computer room without knowing the school ended.
Ting..Ting
Then I was raised from sleeping a hammering noise.
Ahhughhffffffffffff
The computer was running.On the computer, "few days ago in West willie village a child was kidnapped by Smile emoji face mask person." That. Underneath the picture was the caption, "The killer tortured and killed the boy."
Suddenly, there was a sound like someone scraping a hammer against the wall.
I slowly raised my head. A man stood in front of me wearing a smiling emoji mask.
I fell off the beam in fear. He tried to come near me. I got up and tried to run.
I tripped again and fell down. He came near me and put his hand on my shoulder, not knowing what to do, I took the old keyboard nearby and hit it.
Slash !!!!!!
He walked away and took off his mask. He is the guard of my college.He asked me, "Why are you still here?" To which I said "I fell asleep".Then I asked him, "Why are you wearing this mask?" When asked, he said, "For Halloween." Only then did my fear subside. I apologized to him and left.
I forgot that Halloween was coming.
On my way home from college someone came and asked me for directions to an address.He looked a little old. He had gray hair, poor eyesight and was slightly disabled.I also had to go to the address he asked for. It was getting late at that time so I decided to pick him up myself.I took him and crossed the village. I had a feeling that someone was following us.He and I walked along a single track. The tall trees along the way and the arboreal sea made our journey pleasant.However, there was some kind of fear in my mind.So I asked about him. He said his name was George and he was from West willie Village.Then the sun disappeared and the moon came. The scene was like a miracle. At that night, the sound of the sea waves in the light of the full moon gave a kind of sweetness at first, but gradually it also gave a little fear.
Krack!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I heard some noise and looked back. No one. Yet there was a feeling that someone was following.George asked me "What happened?" I said "nothing" to that.
Krack!!!!!!! Krack!!!!!!!!
Again I heard something. I looked back but no one was there. George told me to stand here and said he was going to see what was there.He went down through a bush. I waited here. But he was missing. So I went near where he went.There he was being beaten by a man wearing a smiling emoji mask with a sharp hammer.He quickly punched George in the head several times. Blood spurted from George's head. The blood dripped onto the smiling emoji mask🙂🩸.The smiling emoji masked man straightened up a bit and looked at me. George's blood ran down his hammer. The tip of the hammer was waiting to see me through. I slowly backed up and then started running fast. I panicked and ran without looking back.I stopped knowing that I had run a long distance. I looked back. Missing him. His absence only made me more afraid. Because now I don't even know where he is going to come from.I turned and started to walk forward when suddenly he stopped in front of me. He showed me his hammer and asked me to come near him.I slowly backed away and ran along the beach.There is no one on the beach. On one side is the full moon and on the other side is him trying to kill me. It was like being caught between light and darkness.Fear consumed me.I ran. I can not. I stood in one place. Looking back he was standing next to me.He stabbed my right leg with a sharp hammer and pulled me to try to run again.Then he hit my other leg with a hammer.I winced in pain. I tried to get up and run. He was happy to see my pain. I got up with my hands on the ground.He came closer and turned me around and jabbed my left arm randomly with his hammer.I screamed in pain.Near my right hand was a rock. I took it and hit him in the face.His smiling emoji mask broke. He took off the mask and behind the mask was George.I then noticed the smiling emoji masked guy killing someone. But didn't notice who it was.I never thought it was George wearing that smiling emoji mask.George came up to me and stabbed my leg with a hammer and punched my head like a chuck chuck. I screamed.
Aaarghhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My teacher asked me "What happened?" he asked.Only then did I realize that I had been dreaming for so long. I told the teacher "nothing" and looked at the computer.The computer was about a West willie village boy.
After college I consoled myself saying "it was just a dream".
It was evening when I was on my way home. My college guard was getting ready for Halloween by dressing up as a scream ghost costume.
I waved my friends off and headed down the single-track path through town.
The city was getting ready for Halloween.
I passed them all along the single track.
In the evening, the sun was setting over the sea and the birds were flying towards their homes. The sea also made waves and sent the birds away. That scene spread a kind of happiness in my mind.
The fear in my mind flew away. It's all about seeing him. I bent over to untie my shoelace. Then I knew a shadow was following me. My head slowly turned back like a table fan. Someone came up to me and asked for directions to an address. His face was invisible in the sunlight. I saw him when the light dimmed. He was George in my dream.I ran away without looking back. Fever persisted for three days.Only then did I know that he was my relative. I have met him in my childhood. I forgot about it. That day is still a day I will never forget. Even thinking about it today makes me laugh.
This may not even be believed. However, I shared my experience with you.
Thank you for sharing your time with me
- S.Yathukeshan