The usual cool evening breeze never fails to send chills down my spine while I jog in the park. Whenever I jog along this pathway, I will always remember that fateful evening…
“Jordan, don’t you need to train more for your national basketball competition in a month’s time?” questioned my mother irritably.
I rubbed my bleary eyes and got up lazily, dragging my feet to the toilet to wash my face. The thought of receiving a gold medal around my neck in front of a huge crowd of spectators whizzed past my mind while I changed into my favourite basketball attire bearing my favourite player’s name, ‘Kobe Bryant’, across my top.
Soon, I reached the entrance of the park. The cool evening breeze welcomed me. Somehow, I felt otherwise as it looked deserted. Immediately, I regretted trying out a new jogging route as it was unfamiliar to me.
“I shouldn’t have been adventurous! I should have just stuck to my usual crowded jogging route!” muttered under my breath, annoyed.
Quickly, I did some warm-up exercises and started with a slow jog to set my nerves at ease. After a while, I reached a path that split into two. Boldly, I chose the more challenging path. Along the deserted path, I observed the unusually thick rows of bushes at my sides. They looked like long scrawny fingers reaching out for me. As I plodded on, my footsteps echoed. I turned around to see if there was someone behind me. A rustling sound caught my attention.
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