Once there was an old man named "John Smith" who lived
in a village called "Storybroke". He had a wrinkled oval face and
grey hair. He worked as a baker and he always helps everyone who needed his
help and advice. He was a very wise and kind man, therefore everyone like to be
around him. Storybroke was a peaceful small village which was surrounded by big
trees and dense forest. There were also a big waterfall, rivers and beautiful
parks. Most of the villagers worked as farmers and bakers.
John Smith lived with his son named “Taylor Smith”. His wife
passed away when she gave birth to his son. Taylor was a young handsome and
spoiled teenager. He had a straight brown hair and an oval face. He hardly ever
worked hard and helped his father. All he done was just adding burden to his
father. However, he loved his father very much.
As
time went by, John could not stop aging and his body became weaker every single
day. He started to think about his son
and imagined how he will live without him. Suddenly, something came up in his
mind.
He
immediately called his son, “Taylor, my son, come here for a second”
Taylor
walked to his father and asked, “What is it again? I thought I already filled
up your glass. Do you need more water?”
“That
is not the reason why I called you”, John said.
“Let
me guess, you want me to go catch the chicken again, aren’t you?” said Taylor
with a really annoying tone.
“It’s
not that either”, said John in a soft and limp tone.
“Then
what is it Father? Just go ahead and say it. I’m getting tired standing here
and waiting for you.” Taylor grumbled.
John
tried to rise and sit, leaning his back to the wall “You know that I’m in a bad
condition and I was not able to do anything like I used to before. You have
already grown into a man now and I want you to do something for me. You have to
hear me out before you speak out your mind”, said John with a really serious
face impression.
Taylor
looked into his father face and nodded. He was curious about it and he could
not wait any longer. He positioned his body near his father so that he could
hear carefully about what his father is going to say.
John
took a deep breath before he starts to say anything to his son. After a long
breathe, he finally ready to say something. “My son, I want you to …”
Okay,
I had to stop right there to make you curious about what Taylor’s father is
going to say. Did you enjoy reading it guys? If so, do you have any idea of
what John is going to say to his son? To find out the rest of the story, just
keep your eyes open for my next post. Love you!