As I lie there staring blankly at the ceiling only slightly aware of the the low humming of the fan, my mind wandering. I had retreated deep into thought, thinking over the events that had happened over the past week. I was on edge and felt like yelling out but I refused to lose my composure so I remained silent and still, and kept in any emotions. Then I heard the door open downstairs made me have a sudden lapse in concentration. Though I decided not to deviate from my current position and remained in a state of stillness and thought. The week had been frustrating because of the transaction that had taken place. To me it seemed more complex than it actually was. But in actuality it was quite simple, I had loaned a consider sum of money to someone I knew. I was wondering whether I should do it as it is not in my nature to lend people things. So I replayed the event in my mind again to hopefully more effectively analyze my situation. It was a basic day i was minding my own business when my friend approached me and asks
"Hey I was wondering if I could borrow some money."
I was preoccupied and decided It couldn't be any trouble so I replied, "sure I guess."
"Thanks," he responded quickly.
"Okay but I expect you to-" I began to say but he was already gone. I didn't even know what he needed it for and i regretted not inquiring further. I haven't been able to contact him since even after putting a good deal of effort.
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Opening Up: Non-Fiction Stories about Give and Take, Volume 1
No FicciónA collection of short stories written by many different young authors about selfish and selfless experiences. This is the first volume of the anthology.