The Unease

Between dark houses this gloomy street is. The feels are chill and cold, foggy and evil. Nothing and none's gloaming but the stars. Few days before the said-birth of Christ. A young man was walking on behalf of his fears and the whistle of cold air startles his cognizance of the negation of being of the evil ghost. Though he is a christian before, when moved and migrated, he concluded his own ponder and thought of the ghost and God's non-existance. Infidel he is. He was walking surreptitiously when he saw a nun walking to opposite direction or as if they will cross paths since the street is not so terrific in scalar size and is narrow. But a two or three skeletal person will fit on that zigzag road.

This man is very thin and feeble. He does not eat. But the Nun is fat. Yes, massively fat. This man is stressed and before going out, this atmosphere was here. And he came back, facing a big problem, this man is introverted thinker and a person of silence. He know and very sure that if he will continue to walk, he and the nun won't fit in this narrow street. And he concluded. He decided to enter a cafe very near at his side, as the street is narrow. "Alfonso's cafe". The coffee aroma is sweet and attractive in some manner. As he stood at the entrance while waiting for the big and obese Nun to have the street first. But before the shopkeeper asked him promptly, he stood for a while.

"What ye buy?" He was startled.

"Ah-. You frightened me Mr. . Actually, i won't be having anyth-", before this man excecuted the excuse, the shopkeeper pointed, "Umm, sir. Ye might be wanting to sit 'cuz the entrance is obstructed out of you and Sister Lorencia will enter".

"Oh", the man expressed. "The obese lady from the fog" he thought.

"Godbless you" the lady said as it enters.

"Okay, sir? What's for you agai-"

"AS I SAID, I WON'T BE HAVING ANYTHING!" Bustered by the man. As it got out the store and slammed the door out of the two beings.

"The bloke is mad. Maybe because of the foggy weather? Give me some tea", ordered the Nun.

As the man with dark and fuzz face walk, diving to his thoughts deeper, something synced-in. "That was an elder, i should've not blast the anger out of him.". As he talk, he thought, "Why am i feeling like this?".

The man has nothing, just clothes of shabby.

Finally, he arrived to his home as he arrive on his thoughts. The home that his father gave him before it died from tuberculosis.

This young man, yes young, 27-years old was striving to death on behalf of pure despair coming from the atmosphere of the community he is. He has no time for patriotism or anything because the place he is in has no quintessential care for any individual.

A simple and bold person with a naked thoughts will not understand the mass this man has in his heart. As little as he is, was accused for the death of his sister and was proven innocent after his mother's burial.

The departure of his relatives killed him more. Killed him and put him in the deep. He lived and is living in the deep of the deeps and if were to live again would not love to. Agustus Wouldenberg he is. A really hidden person of their place.

The young mans home is small and is messy. Where unsanitary home lives an accustumed man. The house liberates an old persons smell more on dirty, unwashed clothes. He has nothing in his pocket but buttons of deceased grandmother. His house was always been degraded but the person in has never been known.