The power of Pen

That man was lying dead with a gun in his hand. And Vez spotted a gunshot wound in his shoulder. Último embraced heaven after embosoming Vez. Vez gazed at the sky, with grief in his eyes and heart crying out of pain urging the end of his life. And the same was sentenced by the legal court. His last wish was to read Último’s diary. He was allowed to do so. His fingers were shivering and while turning the pages, He read: It was a pretty nice day, I taught Vez the basics of Karate. But at the cost of learning creative writing. Our classes start hence. Well I am pretty much ambitious and I think we will be expertised in each other’s field, haha! We are true friends *Hope you like it Vez, only if you are reading my diary, maybe someday. I seldom maintain my diary but will fill this diary with all my emotions and feelings. You will surely like it, it would be dedicated to you. But you to wait for it! Then he went straight to the last page, and this is what filled everyone’s ...

The boy just had stood off from the hospital bed and a bad omen was still on waiting. Vez heard the voice on Mr Oraculo shouting out “Help! Help!” He rushed towards the main gate. The guards were beaten to death. They were a gang. Vez cleverly moved near to one of the bikers and banged his head with the guard's stick. He sat on the bike and chased them. Vez threw that stick on the car. They were ignited, they left Mr Oraculo on the road and rushed after Vez. Vez unconsciously turned left and right. The roads also have their own plans, that led him to the field where Último used to play. He saw Último playing cricket and called him from the deepest of his voice. His soul was weeping tears of joy and eyes quenched their thirst to get a glance of Último. He was overwhelmed and quickly got off from the bike to meet Último. But his fortune wasn’t so great to fulfil his wish without the offer of blood. Someone kicked him from his back. He fell upon the railing, his collar red by his b...