UNCERTAINTY

JAKE

I'd just finished folding the last pair of jackets and stuffing them inside my backpack. The sun shone brightly casting a fierce illuminance across the room. Today, the long awaited day was here– the day we tread the path of our destiny that'd distinguish the one with the special power the scrawny seer had mentioned.

Even if I was indifferent about going, the thrill that came with knowing who the special person was, was a driving force to pique my interest. I set my luggage on the floor, pulled out the handle and rolled it on the floor to Jason's room.

He was pacing around his room, his fist clenched so tight, his knuckles were near snow white. "Hey man what's up with you?" I plopped onto his bed, my eyes fixed on him.

"Jason," I called again, this time my voice was firmer.

"Sometimes, I feel father is nurturing a kinda fear he doesn't want to speak about," he said, still pacing around, his fist still clenched.

I shook my head, "What are you talking about?"

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