Michael
They seem to talk for a long time, and I'm sure I'll just be out of place, so I decided to wander in the place.
I immediately remembered the well on the side of our house. I immediately went to it.
When I looked inside it, I noticed that it was empty. It seems to have dried up a long time ago.
I don't know, but it seems like someone is whispering as I look at this well. I could not figure it out.
In just a snap, I found myself getting a coin from my pocket. My hand's ready to throw it inside the dried well.
I closed my eyes and made a wish.
When I opened my eyes, it was as if someone had been looking at me before.
I remembered the house just near us. This is the house of our neighbor who used to be a fortune teller.
I immediately went to the house and knocked on the very old door.
I heard the footsteps of someone approaching the door. Suddenly I was enveloped in intense excitement.
It seems like I want to leave now the place, but it's too late. The door was already open, and the old man was then holding my left hand.
I wanted to shout, but the old man pulled me inside his house.
I could see his face better. When I noticed the smile from his lips, my chest tightened.
"You're Michael, aren't you?" He asked.
"Yes. I'm Michael." I answered him
"I've been waiting for you for a long time."
I suddenly thought why he said that thing. I was ready to speak again when he cut it off, and he was the one who spoke.
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Let me guess,the man is about to tell him something about Sam.🤭🤭🤭🤭 Lol maybe I'm a fortune teller too