Twenty: Place of memories

“Macky!” I quickly chased the man in front. He turned slightly away from our distance, but that wasn’t enough for me to see his face completely.

    The light was so dazzling that I didn’t know where it probably came from.

    “Hey, what! This is exhausting! Wait for me, oh!” 

    I never stopped running, even though I had tripped a few times and almost dropped on the road.

    I felt a lot of headaches but I didn’t take it. I was determined to chase the man; I was determined to catch up with him.

    “What are you doing?” He quickly mimicked when the two of us were face to face. I can’t see his face. . . It was dim and dazzling, but I heard in his voice how annoyed he was. 

    “Here. . . it’s yours! ” I don’t understand, but I gave him a picture. I don’t know and I can’t see it properly b