As The Story Goes On, The Time Passed Swiftly Without Us Realizing It
As A Fabulous Author, I'm going to show you a sample of my brainstorming quality.
The Basic Charateristic of Humanity
A smile has shaped on my cheeks. Why? Because I'm happy that this is all over. I'm happy that finally I could come home. I'm happy that everything would be better. I'm happy that the weather is bright, it usually cloudy. I'm happy that...
The point is, I'm happy. I'm happy for being able to quit from that Radical Organization, get as far away from miserable thoughts about Bloody Freedom & Imaginary Paradise, and also for being able to go home in the end.
Suddenly, my minibus stopped. What happen? I'm already so close with my village. I've traveled far and sacrificed a lot. Please, God. Don't end it here.
So actually, what is really happen...
Oh.
God answered my question when i looked out of the window.
A horde of villagers, scary faces men with axes & machetes, blocking the way, doesn't let us in. Then, some peoples from the crowd behind stepped forward and threw the bomb of molotovs.
BOOOM!!!
I know what happen, and I know what I must do. I ran. While fire swallowed up the minivan, i jumped outside of the window. While those savages slaughtered the driver, I escaped. I escaped while I can. I no longer care about the minibus, the villagers/savages, or about my euphoria that vaporize swiftly. I no longer care. What I care now is only one thing, run. No matter where, no matter when, no matter how. I ran.
But, I think my fantasy has gone too far, because all is late.
I just ran for few meters, when the iron rod/chain whip choked me, dragging me to the horde of savages. While those "Murderers" flailing me, my neck was hung together with friends that have the same fate like me. I envied them, because their misery is already ended before I am. While me?
My name is Daniel, and I died.