The Trip

The Trip

A Story by Abdallah Yashir

I felt a bit dizzy or maybe sleepy.
I could barely open my eyes.
All I  remembered was the incessant long journey that I took part in. I slept throughout the ride.
The big spacious coach was parked on the street near an empty plot of land. I was alone inside.
I tried opening the front door. It was locked.
I tried the back door. Same thing.

Outside, the weather looked dull. My watch indicated exactly Eleven O’Clock ;
though I thought it was probably late in the afternoon.
I did not notice it until now.
The streets were completely empty.
No car, no person - not even a stray dog could be seen.
And the pointers in my watch ; stood still.

© 2016 Abdallah Yashir


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Added on February 27, 2016
Last Updated on February 27, 2016
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My name is Abdallah Yashir and I am a big of fan of reading and writing. I like thrillers and mysterious stories as well as personal development materials. I believe one day I will influence people, i.. more..

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