" If life was a regular routine then it's worth not living ." - Shahil
My day began everyday at 4am and ended at 10:30pm. Everyday started with the call for prayer in the morning.
Although I liked to pray but getting up from bed at 4am was one of the hardest things for me.
Followed by a small nap or sometimes a bit study along with some hard words from father for being a lazy boy was how my day began.
My house being away from the town area so I needed to head for school early but that too was a little more than Problem than pleasure.
On the way, 3 blocks away I meet my friend Arnold and we head for school bus together. He is the one I like and enjoy talking to and so does he !
As we keep walking we find a few other students who too go in the same bus !
In the bus we talk about the happenings all over the world and just grief over the worse things !
In school the topics taught are boring not because of the subject but because no one pays attention to the teacher. I can't concentrate much because of others and thus the school time passes.
The journey back to home is the same.
In the evening after snacks I try to remember the things taught in classes, most of which I have already forgotten.
Then I have my dinner and chat a bit with Arnold just to find him asleep before me !
"Huh, what an ordinary day, just as same as yesterday, just as same as day-before yesterday and just as same as everyday. It feels like just, like that I am a robot. Huh ...yet I thank God for giving me so much. Good night..." - I wrote in my diary.
Just as I was about to sleep I had a weird feeling. I didn't got bothered at first but after repeatedly failing to fall asleep I thought of getting some fresh air.
I opened the main door and stood at the end of the stairs of our house and looked at the moon which was right Infront of me.
"Wow " - I said, looking at the brilliant moon.
Just as I was enjoying it a sound of thunder stroked. I was taken aback as the sky was crystal clear.
I later thought that it might be my imagination and after some long breaths I closed my eyes and slept.
I don't know how I went to bed but I knew I wasn't awake.
I remember in the dream I saw a house just infront of our house.
The plane area on the other side of the road had a house, A Haunted house...
The next morning something strange happened. I got up and saw that the time was 7:15 am. I never got up that late and when i called my mother there was an unusual silence...
Read the next chapter to find out what happened !
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Science FictionA journey into the world that's etched inside all of us yet we can't enter it at our own will. The World of faded reality, where perception of time and logic doesn't apply the way it does to us in reality. Shahil's life turns from boring to a night...