It is nighttime:
A boy walks on a road:
He sees a figure:
He feels happy:
In the nighttime the moon lit up the outer space and you could hardly see all the buildings which looked like a blur. The boy slowly moves down the harshly lit street. “ Where is my dad?”
The boy watched a faint, dark figure pass by as he
starts to wonder why the figure looks like his father. He springs back down the street towards the figure and his father that he thought was dead was standing right in front on him.
He feels ecstatic but also angry because it was four years since the day he saw him and waited so long and he didn’t come back to him the day he left and thought he was dead but no.
