Alabaster Ferreros
Final thought"
-Javed Najhafeez
"Hey babe, i'm about to get on the train, i'll see you in a few...okay bye, love you" I said to my wife as i hung up the phone to run for my train. It was around eight on that tuesday night and the skies were a rusty colour brown shade. I swiped my metro card swiftly as I stood at the middle of the platform. Fanning myself with the file I brought home from work, to work on, I began to look left for the "F", that was nowhere in sight. Walk it I thought, but it was a bit too far. I began to debate with myself, as my thoughts became interrupted by two boys, who looked like teenagers maybe seventeen, maybe eighteen, skipping the turnstiles and giving me a threatnig look.
Trying desperatly to occupiy my time, I began to play with the coins in my pocket. My palms were beginning to become sweaty so i took them out and began to bite my nails nervously, as İ glanced to look for the train. Soon, my attention was diverted as i saw two dark shadows approaching me. Putting up a defence, any type of defence at all, I quickly push my hands in my pockets and pretended so much to be cool. The fully detailed identities of the two objects began to move themselves as they were about three to five footsteps away from where İ was standing.
"Mister, you got the time?" the short boy said as he looked at the other boy smiling. "8:37" I said raising my eyebrows and turning away, just hoping they would leave quietly.
In a matter of seconds, I felt a hand around my neck and one digging in to my right side pants pocket. " Shuttup old man. You better not scream" the tall boy commanded silently as he held a jagged nife blade against my throat. As the short boy dug into my pocket in a rough manner, pushing me against the zinc the boys began to question me with the knife: " where is your wallet, take it out, give me the money and take your watch off as well and matter of fact give me your phone too". Moving the knife and pressing it with force, against my rib cage.
As the short boy went to pick my back pocket this time, my savior came after thirty minutes. As I looked to my left i saw in the distance coming around the curve a green circle, coming towards me, with full force and a harh racket that always hurt my ear drums. However, not this time, this time i welcomed the sound. I realized that this was my only way out, this was my oppertunity to break free and i had to make use of every second of this oppertunity. I knew if I didn't I would have a little to no chance of survival.
I tried to stall them as much as possible, pretending to go for my wallet slowly. My chance of escaping was so close I could literlly tasted it. The train screeched to a halt as the passengers flocked the platform like ants around sugar. I acted quickly, i had no choice. I kicked the short one along the platform and body slammed the tall boy as he fell to the floor. I looked left nor right, I just aimed for the wooden door with the vandalized glass. Knocking it open and bumrushing my way through the passengers all the way to the bottom of the stircase. I ran without a care in the world. I completely disreguarded the fact that all my papers had been scatterd all over the platform. The only thing on my mind, was the boys actually picking up the papers and finding out information about my job, matter of fact finding out where i worked. After running a block or two from the train station i stopped for a quick break.
" Old man, we will get you, we're coming" i heard them yell from the top of the hill. I waited no longer, to lessen my chances of being robbed, or even worst being killed, I ran into Kwindalandaroo boulevard, I ran for about twelve blocks along the boulevard as I had began to jog. As i jogged my smiling grew much more intense. The further i ran the bigger my smiles would get. At one point in time my teeth felt frozen. I began to laugh so hard next to the people i jogged by, they began to look at me very strangely. I didn't care at all. I just kept running with the thought that I had lived, i had escaped death. I began to scream random things: yes, ohhh yeahhhhh!, I did it, yeahh baby whose your daddy nowww!!"
I got tired of running, my ankles began to throb severely and my lungs felt as if they were about to explode. I'v been running for twenty minutes now: down the hill, along the boulevard, around three round abouts, over three small bridges , across the amtrack tracks and I was tired. At one point, i thought about giving up my never ending fight, but I kept on picturing my family and their huge smiles. Lidya, John and Kevin I was so close to them yet so far I didn't even realize. I ran for another five minutes until i realized that i was on my avenue. And i could have seen my blueberried coloured house from where I was. I called my wife right away " honey come outside, bring the boys too. I'm home sweetie, i'm home". As i approached my house I felt a pain in my rib cage and a pain in my throat and for some reason i had trouble breathing.
As I was running to my house I notice that although I was running to my family and their happy faces, I was moving further and further away from them. As I noticed that, I also noticed blood on the sidewalk coming from me, MY BODY. As i felt a gutwrenching pain inside of me the blood also gushed from my throat. I could no longer see my family anymore, they had dissappeared.
"You got the time old man?" said the short boy. "I'ts 8:37" I sad to the boy, right then he took the knife out of his pocket, asking me for money and his other friend the tall boy held me down.
Within a few seconds, I felt a cold metal enter my chest and a few seconds later it dissapeared and so the same for my throat. Helplessly falling onto the floor, I watched my papers fly into oblivion, as the green light grew dimmer as it came closer.
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