The Fear Of Fear Itself

                   
There was this young boy. His age? 14 years young.  His name as of this moment is unknown. Why was it unknown? No one in the big city of 'Secretly Concealed' knew who this boy was or where his family was last seen. People thought that this boy's family could have been deceased,  or could this boy have murdered his bloodline?  The boy is haunted by his reflection.   He knew he had done a malicious act.

His face then switched to a different expression. It now looked as if he was angry. His eyebrows gave an aggressive stare. The question still stands: Who or what was he staring at and why? As he is now focusing, he realized there was a blade in his hand. His neck turns around to see his environment, and his brain can feel someone watching him from afar. He saw a young couple staring at him in a very odd and confused manner. The couple had been watching from a distance. As the boy looked at the couple, he felt fear and ran away as fast as he could.

After days of running and hiding, the boy found what looked to be a school. But little did he know, he was very wrong.  It wasn't any ordinary school. This school would take anyone emotionally lost, or anyone who seemed to be an orphan with psychological issues. There was a huge clock at the top of the building. He still could not tell whether it was a church, a school, or a mental institute.  It was exactly 2:00 AM. The boy then entered. He was nervous and frightened when he entered the main office. 

The man asked, "What is your name, young man?" The boy finally spoke and said, "I... I don't recall. The only name I was given was 'creep'. The man said, "No son, you're not a creep. Who would call you that?" The boy responded, "My memory is foggy, so I would not be able to tell you. I'm sorry. I was scared, lonely, and trapped. It was too dark from where I came. 

The man said, "You were frightened, and what was a boy like you doing all alone? Especially at this hour? The boy proceeded to say, "Well, I was trying to—" (a loud, ominous bell rings and echoes throughout the town). "Well, son, don't be late for studies. Here's your schedule. Make sure you follow it as ordered. And welcome. Be sure to make a friend who will help guide you out of this fear of yours." "Th... the... thank you very much, sir... Uh?" "Name's Will."

The boy then proceeded to walk to his first study hall. The first subject is dark history. Once the boy enters through the door, he feels a chill run down his nerves. The male educator looks at him and asks, "Are you new here?" "Yes, yes, I am," the boy responds. The educator continues, "Well, you can call me Mr. Lowe. Would you like to introduce yourself to the rest of us?" The boy walks slowly closer to the educator and whispers in his ear, "I don't know my name."

The boy then backs up and looks at all the orphans in the lecture hall. His nerves are worsening. His adrenaline is giving out. , he noticed that all the teens in the lecture hall gave him a killer stare. As if he is the target of something. The rest just looked at him in a confused manner.

The educator says to the boy, "Well, please have a seat anywhere you feel comfortable." Once the boy sat down, he had to deal with the orphans still staring at him. It made him uncomfortable. The boy looked away and focused on his desk. He then looked out a window. On the other side, there was another classroom window. His vision blurred for a few seconds, but then he got a glimpse of a female teen. 

A young lady was looking through her window as well. The beautiful young lady looked at the boy. She hadn't seen him before, so through the window, she waved her hand at him. In the gesture of saying "Hi."

The boy, in a timid way, waved back. After History was Math, after Math was English, and finally, a lunch break. The boy had not met anyone yet, so he still felt fear of everyone around him. The boy finally found a round, seated table with no one sitting there. He felt relieved.