short story

short story
January 24, 2013 in the southern city of "San Jose" in California about 8:20 pm
And in particular on Hadi Street named "South Side Drive" one semi homeless (Humlis) base with his companions mottled in a house of heavy rain and exploited the storm began to guide Shweh and told his friends that Hayrouh answer the Arab crumpled Ttaet and all that owns the crumbs and sometimes Beibat is where Mailekesh is located in one of the homeless shelters and he returns to take them.
And because the world was almost dark, he took a small scout and found it in his hand and the other hand, in which a bag of melanin (kebak) was a kind of sweet bread and Kanz Pepsi was the one who was thirsty for them today.
But after less than 60 meters, he heard the sound of his feet feel anxious and he stood up and gave the searchlight light. One of his walks in the opposite direction and his eyes were separated by the light of the scouts!
A sense of evil in them and owned by a sense of danger, but Mahabish Yuri that he is afraid of trying to change direction and return to the place where Saab his companions in the slightest.
But the man suddenly started to run his side and said to him, "Are you going to sleep?"
And the person who saw the ghost appeared three people Tanit Bittmtmu words incomprehensible in a crazy way and all of them call him with sounds that sounded like bark to animals stray.
He tried to take place, but he fell on the wet ground. He tried and tried to get the light of the synagogue called "Synagogue of Hope" on the corner of the street.
If there is a possible limit there is ??
But suddenly there appeared an Arab minibus in front of the church where people are almost like Begrua and Rah
A sense of electric current was biclips in all muscles of his body
The sound of feet behind him approached
Sense of being a besieged animal trapped
Despair of despair
Call for the highest voice
Mavish Hadd ...
A sense of his heart is full of terror
But hope is the last thing left the human body decided he was trying to escape
There were 5 steps
They were standing in front of their house, scattering cigarettes in the street and the church
Their side, Bistigith, began to think that a dim light of hope was leaking into his heart
And it is possible to survive
At the same moment, an iron hand felt from his shoulder prevented him from moving
His voice was locked in his
He tried to defend himself Marafesh
Palm felt sharp in the heat of the stab knife huge butcher
In amazement and being unable to ratify
Start begging and ask them and ask them to kill me?
But the stabs rolled
Five window stabs, one of which cut the main artery in the thigh
Start losing consciousness
With all the strength in his voice, he cried desperately
Why are you killing me ??
Why are you killing me ??