blog #4 short story.

 When I was highschool student, I lived with my sister. My parents lived in the countryside. I studied at school until 23;00.

  When I come back home, I come home with my friends. one day, I was coming home alone. The road was dark. but I didn't care. because I was familiar with the road. At the time I felt a person who follow behind me. I thought he is just pedestrian. But he didn't pass by me although I was slow. I was scared. because I was student, I didn't have cellphone. I couldn't call anyone. I decided to run into my home. At the moment, he who I had mistaken him as a badman suddenly hugged me. I was surprised. I couldn't shout. he told me "my son !" he was my father.

  If he was not my father, I would fight him. my father sometimes suprises me. I know he is my father.