#arman #next_half part is .... The man didnt sleep at all that night. At breakfast, he didn’t eat a thing. He had completely lost his appetite. Cautiously, he opened the front door and saw the little boy waiting outside in the snow. The man could barely breathe. It seemed as if the boys piercing eyes were staring into his soul. He fell to his knees and begged the boy for forgiveness. “Waht do you want from me?” he cried. “It was so long ago… We were children… There were others involved… I wasn’t the only one… It wasn’t my fault…” The boy just stood and stared at him. The man took a wad of bills out of his pocket and thrust them at the boy. “Here, take this,” he said. “It’s all the money I have in my wallet.” The boy took the money from the man’s trembling hands and disappeared without saying a word. That evening, the man came home and ate dinner. He had regained his appetite and felt much better. His conscience was clear. During the night, he woke up feeling thirsty and went downstairs to get himself a drink. He stopped in the doorway of the kitchen. In the pale moonlight, he could just make out a small figure lurking in the darkness. A voice whispered, “Give me one penny.” The terrified man ran out of the house and jumped into his car. He drove to the nearest bank and waited until it opened. Then, he took out all his life savings. He sold his house with all the furniture inside. He sold his car, his television and even his wife’s jewelery. He put all the money in a bag. Every penny of it. Later that day, as he was walking down the street, the boy stepped out of an alleyway and stood in front of him. “Hey mister, give me one penny!” said the boy. The weary man laid the bag of money at the boy’s feet. “This is every penny I have,” he said. “Take it and leave me alone.” The boy picked up the bag and disappeared without saying a word. The next night, the man was lying in a doorway, struggling to keep warm. He was dressed in an old pair of pants and a frayed shirt. Around him, he was clutching a dirty blanket, trying desperately to fall asleep. Suddenly, he heard soft footsteps approaching in the darkness. They came to a stop right beside him. The man slowly turned and looked up. He saw the boy standing over him. “What do you want?” screamed the man. “I gave you everything! Everything! There is nothing left to give! That’s all I have!” The ghost boy smiled and said, “No, mister, that’s not all!” He reached out, tore open the man’s chest and ripped out his heart.
Posted on: Fri, 09 Jan 2015 19:51:27 +0000