Thoughts of William

The way the things turned out was unexpected and bizarre, but it has created an embodiment of curiosity in William's sight. Imitating what happened earlier in his mind, like what a dreamer does. 

As he went away to his home after the school. He couldn't escape those thoughts that has revolted him in every possible way. He lived with no one. He never witnessed his parents but knew what happened to them. He couldn't care less about them.

"She did say, I can talk to her, or what did she say?" William exclaimed to himself

"Should I talk to her, no no, too much talking might create a problem" he was facing a dilemma like a man who who faces before going to a journey

"I have never done it before, why is that the only girl that I find something different." His hesitant was no longer less than a man who goes on a first interview

He went aside his house, never liked being in the road, still wanted to get a proclaimed notion of his situation, as he have read somewhere that walking generates ideas. People were walking, running, like a buzzy road. He wanted to walk alone, he couldn't bear if someone is walking behind him or walking beside him. If someone was behind him, he will act to lays his shoes, and let them go ahead.

"Oh please, walk a little faster, can't even get a free road for a single time." As if he wanted to be free from any external thoughts. He wanted to be free from the thoughts of getting provoked of people around him but at the same time, he wanted no one around him.

The contradictions he had, was something even he couldn't explain.

"Finally, I reached the park, I hope no one gets here." He went to the park he never visited once, and saw something that made him rage.