EPISODE THREE [3]
I ran as fast as my legs could carry me after cutting my dad's wrist.
I ran as if I was been chased by all the spectators at the stadium during the world cup final match between Argentina and Germany.
I ran, wondering about the bush; running to no where precisely.
I ran until I could run no more.
And I took a rest, close to a river.
"You've done something very awful to your dad, Wiszey.
And u can't go back to him; at least not for now. But life must go on!" I advised myself.
There was a problem.
I was terribly hungry and the day was getting dark.
There was no one around who could possibly help me so I kept moving.
I looked a far off; there were a group of people gathered at the other end of the river.
I moved to meet them.
They were all busy. No one gave me any attention.
They all seemed not to have noticed me.
I saw a man who seemed to be in his early sixties, catching fish with a hook and line.
A young girl of about my age was with him. She may be his daughter or grand daughter.
I dragged my feet on the ground until I got very closed to the old man.
And I fainted in front of him. I actually faked it.
"Get me water Bleszy!" he commanded the girl standing with him.
She brought water for him and he sprinkled some on my face.
Yet, I refused to open my eyes.
And the man, assisted by Bleszy,
held me up,
put me in his truck and took me to his home.
THE STORY HAS JUST BEGUN!
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STORY TIME: THE DOWNFALL OF WISZEY EPISODE ONE
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STORY TIME: THE DOWNFALL OF WISZEY EPISODE TWO
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STORY TIME: THE DOWNFALL OF WISZEY EPISODE THREE
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STORY TIME: THE DOWNFALL OF WISZEY EPISODE FIVE
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STORY TIME: THE DOWNFALL OF WISZEY EPISODE SIX
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STORY TIME: THE DOWNFALL OF WISZEY EPISODE 7
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STORY TIME: THE DOWNFALL OF WISZEY EPISODE EIGHT
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STORY TIME: THE DOWNFALL OF WISZEY EPISODE NINE
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STORY TIME: THE DOWNFALL OF WISZEY EPISODE TEN [FINAL]
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