1 Crazy world

I found myself being hunted by this group of people that I can't even recognize.

By the look on their faces, I can tell that they are really angry. I can imagine if they put their hands on me, they will devour me like vultures fighting after dead meat.

I heard one of them who seems to be their leader giving a declaration to catch me no matter what.

They all run in different directions just to make it hard for me to escape. What I can't figure out was what a teenage boy like me had done to make this group of adults runs after me?

I was startled when I realize that I was surrounded by this group of people. I closed my eyes as I know tears are going to flow. I struggled and force myself to hold it back, but I was wrong by the opening of my eyes when tears runs down my little dirty face. 'I'm down for..' was the only thing that came to my mind.

One of the men who clasped a baton that can kill me after one drop, run towards me. Before I can snap off my sorrows, he elevated the baton very high to drop it on me, which by his thinking to kill me with one drop of the baton.

I shut my eyes saying goodbye to this crazy and unfair world when I felt a hand on my face, waking me up from this vivid and dangerous nightmare.

"Janah... Janah.....janah..... wake up your mum is calling you."

As I wake up I saw my best playmate 'Danny' bend beside me. Danny wore a worried look as if his world has collapsed.

With the look on his face, I can tell that there is probably a problem, not a danger perse.

I tapped his shoulders and look down as I know the situation.

" Danny, don't worry no matter what happens, I will only be beaten and been starve again after all this isn't the first right?"

We stared at each other for a while before I stand up and lend Danny a hand to make him stand.

He looked at me and frown his face, I saw it and ask.

"What is the matter again ?"

"You haven't eaten for the whole day, right?"

he said as if a mother worrying about her children whether if they have eaten or not.

I only looked at him and clean the sand on my dirty face with my hands.

He sighs with depressions 'hmm', by discovering that look on his face I watch myself from head to toe before I notice I look like a little dirty pig that had danced itself in dirty mud.

My face was covered with dirt and my hair bound itself like a stick twirl.

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