Mist And Whispers

A beginning

Yours Truly "Rowking romp"
This part is dedicated to Hidden point of view as in reciprocation of his/her dedication

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Jusen an 8th grader(15 yrs) living with his grandpa who's at the end of the rope.
He studies in Jeld school.He has had a great mind in terms of IQ but had a
comparatively weak memory.

July 2005 12:30pm. The day is Friday his grandpa said farewell to the world.

His last words were, "the world is an imbalance".

Then he gave Jusen a ring with a blue fluid having a blue glass centre like two silver strips in the middle of which a blues shiny strip is stuck.This indeed was a beautiful present and simultaneously it was his last gift.

Three years have passed since the ordeal,he is in college now he is almost about the age of 18 years he lives on his own and himself makes his both ends meet.He still has kept the ring for which is the last memorial of his half known family.

"Beep beep beep!" Clock is alarming.
"Oh my! Am I late again not this time"said jusan says in the state of hypnagogia.
He wrapped most of his stuff and run with all his might in order to reach in time.
All school time passed on the way back home.
"Man! Of all days today was a one I most hate for today we have to study literature TBH I'm very weak it at apparently it seems easy to everyone" he says taking a sigh.
"Thud Thudd!"he heard a noise coming from a dark-narrowed street as he reached a dreary street.

He leaned into the street as in anxiety he was literally shocked to see a ....
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(Next part will be late in about a month sorry for it){You might not see me again}