The old man smile vanished. For some odd reason he has changed like something was wrong or was asked this question most of his life, he was alone all by himself no one to bee seen. I guess that is the only explanation for it and I didn’t want ask him for the fear of making him more offended. 2012 you should know that.
Why?
Because here is ware you where born.
I looked at the old man until my eyes started to ache. How does this old man know about me?
How can this place be where I was born?
More and more question started to pop in to my head.
How come I don’t recall this place if it is home?
Miss you look worried, may I call someone for you.
In my mind I was thinking who is he going to call for me as I don’t know anyone at this present time but at the same time this old man knew me.
“NO! Don’t!” I … i needed to sit down so quickly I looked around. I walked over to some steps next to where the old man was sitting and sat there. I closed my eyes light and fought against the worries that rose within me like a volcano giving out lava.
I closed my eyes once more I pinched my cheeks. Then I opened my eyes slowly, I wasn’t in my bed and I wasn’t even in my own home. Was this all real? Was I really there, there in the future? I cant and I wont let it be. It’s all a dream a nightmare and I want this to END!! NOW!!
But it didn’t I was still there. Just getting of his chair took so long then he started towards me every step he took seem to be slower then the other. “I wanted to move but I forgot how to I couldn’t move for same odd reason, it was like I was stuck, stuck in the floor, as he came out of the shadow to ward the light. The man face was horrible, his eyes where deepen, he was all wrinkly and dry. He was dressed in or riff raff, all filthy worse then the street people I mean this man did not look after him self, he was skin and Bon. What made him scarier was the expression shown in his face, full of pain and overwhelming hatred. “I took a step back” he looked at me his face still field whit rage then he said what is the mater child? Don’t you recognize me?
I said “No should I”
“Anna it’s me your uncle. Then it hit me but I still refused. Then I said “what uncle would that be” he looked at me in a strange way maybe he thought I was a fool, but did I care anymore I mean this man was lower then low and I was glad seeing him so miserable like this. God bless mum. Mum always said life is too short. Life will be over before you know it so do well with it. Life is over, and there is a better world beyond this one she used to say but uncle was caught between the two worlds. “Ben” “Ben was his name.
He looked at me once more and said, “ I have done you wrong my child not once, not twice but lots of times and I even broke the promise I made to my sister”. “Can you forgive me my child?” I was just guessing before when I said, “he was stuck”. “But now I really new he was stuck and that there was no way out of there unless I helped him”. At least that’s what he thought.
“Hate me or love me as you will uncle but you have my forgiveness”. “I forgive you long time ago”. “I just think you never forgave your self for what you have done to me.” Ask god for his forgiveness and may your soul rest in peace. Just then I heard my name but this time it was not he, it was a familiar voice a voice that I new but where was it coming from. I run down the steps to look but there was no one to be seen, then I looked up and what I saw was more odd then this, “it was a big hand wide opened ready to give me a smack”. “BASH!!”
