When I was a young boy aged ten I always had a fear of being by myself in a strange surrounding. The thought of no one else but me gave me an eerie sensation and a chill always ran down my spine. I knew I had to be able to conquer that fear someday but on April 1st, the chance caught me by surprise.
It was on the morning of a sunny beautiful as day for April. Not a cloud in the sky and as I exited the school grounds heading back home I could feel the strong wind brushing against my face and through my hair.
Today was just like any school day or was it?
I walked at a steady pace to get myself back home because at that time I had a fear of being mugged, kidnapped or even more worse- death.
I quickly clambered down the last set of stairs that separated the territory of school grounds to public pavement.