Fate

The loud thumping of a bass drum throughout the town intrigued me as it did to many others too. I had seen flyers of the upcoming concert, but never looked at it them too intently. I glided towards the sound, while it intensely got louder and louder. Once I reached the amphitheatre, I stepped inside and glanced to my right. There was Betty. She glanced my way and immediately raised her cheeks into a smile. I out lashed my arms and embraced her in a hug. I haven’t seen her in...I don’t know how many years. We sat and talked almost the whole night just like old times sake.

As the concert came to a close so did my conversations with Betty. I walked through the amphitheatre back to the Maitland. The crisp wind blew my dark brown hair softly across my face. I stepped into the elevator and it carried me up to second floor. While I was walking to my floor I saw that my door was slightly cracked open. I softly tapped it and it creaked all the way until hitting the stopper on the adjacent wall. There in front of me stood a man in an all black suit. He jumped as soon as he saw me and covered his face with a gorilla mask. I heard six loud footsteps and then the sound of glass shattering across the floor. I stood there and crept towards the window, but once I got there and looked out all I saw was the quiet road of Maine Street.

I gasped for breath as a shiver sent chills through my entire body. What was he here for? What did I do wrong? I raced down the steps and out onto the sidewalk to find the mask covered in blood. I climbed back up to my floor and saw Mr. Anderson standing across the hall. He looked me straight in the face with his bright green eyes and shiny bald head and said, “You can go and blame it on a simple twist of fate.”