Zeniyama
03-27-2010, 11:06 PM
This is just a strange little (very) short story that I wrote while I was bored today...
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A young man in a nice, clean suit was walking down the street. A disheveled old man in rags was walking up the same street. When their paths converged, the old man stopped the young man, taking a hold of his arm and saying:
“Watch out! Up ahead! Danger from the sky!”
The young man freed himself from the old man’s grasp, and continued hurriedly walking in his original direction, mumbling:
“Damned crazy old bum!”
He walked on, upset by the disruption by the old man, beneath a building that was under construction. Two workers were fighting each other on one of the suspended beams, haphazardly knocking items off onto the street in the midst of their excited row. The young man was too blinded by his annoyance and embarrassment to realize that they had knocked down a heavy mallet, and that it was coming down directly on top of him.
“Crazy old coot!” he mumbled.
The mallet struck his head, and he died.
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A young man in a nice, clean suit was walking down the street. A disheveled old man in rags was walking up the same street. When their paths converged, the old man stopped the young man, taking a hold of his arm and saying:
“Watch out! Up ahead! Danger from the sky!”
The young man freed himself from the old man’s grasp, and continued hurriedly walking in his original direction, mumbling:
“Damned crazy old bum!”
He walked on, upset by the disruption by the old man, beneath a building that was under construction. Two workers were fighting each other on one of the suspended beams, haphazardly knocking items off onto the street in the midst of their excited row. The young man was too blinded by his annoyance and embarrassment to realize that they had knocked down a heavy mallet, and that it was coming down directly on top of him.
“Crazy old coot!” he mumbled.
The mallet struck his head, and he died.